Matthew Anish Poet Classicism

Evening Blues

The sun leaves the sky
Streetlamps cast their shadows 
    on the land 
  Peaceful breezes blow and 
rustle the trees standing on the pavement
 A truck passes by 
                   with its headlights on 
Only a little while ago 
     the bright star which 
is 93 million miles away 
Sent down its rays onto 
    the pavement 
Now amidst the clouds 
   one can see the moon 
The White Face has replaced 
the yellow face 
   A wistful feeling 
is in the air 
   Blues on a spring evening 
Let sleep carry you away 
   from the city 
Into the dream - like world 
    Something we 
can take joy in 
     with closed eyes
Something we can take joy in 
    with closed eyes

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Karen Deeks June 4, 2012 at 12:16 AM gorgeously descriptive... i hoped so and guessed it may be one thing you strived by what you said when you reviewed mine... i love the way you put in the real fact of distance yet it just became comfortable and almost whimsical ... lovely read tyvm karen

Andrea Dietrich May 14, 2012 at 9:56 PM very bluesy, Matt. Yes, I was in New York just once. My once-upon-a-time friend invited me there in 2000. I only saw it in one day but we had an awesome time. Enjoy your vacation time!!

Jessica K May 13, 2012 at 9:35 PM Loved the final line! Wonderful work, keep it up Matthew :)

Poet Destroyer A May 10, 2012 at 6:03 PM Hi, how are you finally i posted my poem... sending soup mail.. about your poem.. A very nice thought.. dreaming under the moon holding all blues when life is to far toooo reach.. I like the feeling here... have yourself a good night... always the poet destroyer