London 2000

Cellophane wrappers tossed aside
Street worn
Dark tide.

Dashiki dressed strode in pride
Street worn
Dark tide.

Refuse strewn …side laced
Street waste
Dark tide.

Dirty white, short height, left faced;
Street waste
Light tide.

Blighted boughs, deformed, reformed
Street waste
Light tide.

Diverse, rich cream, seamed………
Street dreamed
New tide.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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December 22, 2008 at 4:55 PM
This poem captures quite well the same feeling I got from being in London: hopelessly hopeful :P ...nice work =) I tend not to punctuate too much in my own poetry anyways, though I should probably change that. My soul evolves, but my writing skills seem to be getting left behind :P Thanks for reading anyways.
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December 17, 2008 at 1:48 PM
My first stanza is two sentences, a preference of mine. Punctuating and grammar are the poet's discretion. There really isn't any set rules to follow in poetry in the structure of a sentence. I advise do what feels good for you in the form of your choice. Thanks for your comments.
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