Gene Bourne Poet Rhyme

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Meter - Iambic Tetrameter / Cateletic

Rhyme - AA-BB

Mirror Ball

I'm sure this hill is where it stood.
Amazing shapes of stuccoed wood.
A glass-brick, neon stream-lined place.
As if it flew from outer space,

A swing band auditorium,
An Art Deco emporium,
When romance, innocent in pace,
From dancing to a teasing chase.

The town grew west in modern haste
And down it came, without a trace.
The war and culture's change in taste,
Predestined doom, the past erased.

The future sighs, with solemn face
The wrecking ball, the glittered waste
No plaque to read "Historic Sight".
The swirling dust, a dance goodnight.


Gene Bourne
08-01-14
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poemtheart poemtheart December 31, 2019 at 5:24 AM Wow! This is great ?? love how this feels as I read ? so many good lines...! :)

Skat A July 11, 2015 at 2:30 AM Gene:) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups, Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~

Liam Mcdaid October 1, 2014 at 12:20 PM this pal smiling is a fine piece of writing a drew a picture a little different i like how you painted this quite creative smiling Liam Mcdaid October 1, 2014 at 6:36 PM a great pleasure reading pal writing some real hot ones soon smiling myself using everything i can imagine outside this word lol Gene Bourne October 1, 2014 at 6:31 PM Appreciated, liam. The original "Stanza two" was deleted. It was another descriptive phrase of the building. I felt the reader should imagine this themselves.. For me in music, painting and writing, Negative Space is as important as Positive Space. Often it's what we don't write, play or paint that can strengthen the work. Thanks again for reading and commenting...Your PS friend...Gene

Andrea Dietrich August 16, 2014 at 9:22 PM reminds me of that song where they "put up a parking lot" after tearing something down. I went and forgot the most important part of the song. was it Paradise? You probably know which song I am talking about. I love how you value those old things. Great nostalgic poem. Gene Bourne August 16, 2014 at 10:55 PM That's a Joni Mitchell song from the late 60's. I can hear her singing It was "da, da-de da, put up a parking lot". Youtube will come to the rescue...It was one of her biggest hits. I noticed I used "taste" twice...so went in and changed a line. They've torn down beautiful homes and buildings, etc. I think they're more careful now. I'm happy you liked the poem. ...your friend...Gene

Ara Belle August 13, 2014 at 10:33 AM Nicely done, Gene. LoveLots, Ara Gene Bourne August 13, 2014 at 1:51 PM Thanks for the comment, Ara, and the encouragement it brings. Your PS friend....Gene.

Claudia Ainsley August 11, 2014 at 6:53 AM Loved the poem...Excellent rhythm and rhyme... Gene Bourne August 12, 2014 at 4:25 AM I appreciate it, Claudia. I'm fairly well grounded in music composition, thus I lean toward meter and rhyme. Thanks again for your thoughtful comments. Your PS friend.....Gene

Stacey Brown August 10, 2014 at 4:23 PM beautiful job with words! I am curious to know if there was a specific place in mind here? I did thoroughly enjoy your poem Gene. Blessings, Stacey Gene Bourne August 12, 2014 at 4:17 AM Thank you, Stacey.This is one of those poems that just "happened, and luckily is not biographical. I look forward to reading your posts. Your PS friend,....Gene

Julie Heckman August 10, 2014 at 3:30 PM interesting write... well done Gene Bourne August 12, 2014 at 4:36 AM Thanks you for your thoughtful comment. It's appreciated....Your PS friend.....Gene

Celestine Ikwuamaesi August 10, 2014 at 3:23 PM Gene, I love the rhyme scheme. Good work there. Gene Bourne August 13, 2014 at 3:04 PM I appreciate you comments, Celestine. Thanks for taking time to read. .......Your PS friend....Gene.

Secrets Inyoureyes August 10, 2014 at 8:48 AM This is....AMAZING!!! :) Gene Bourne August 12, 2014 at 4:31 AM Thanks for your kind comment, Talicia. It is apprecaiated...Your PS friend....Gene.

Ndaba Sibanda August 7, 2014 at 10:52 AM This piece was crafted with a measure of dexterity. The rhyme pattern bears testimony to beauty of the poem. Gene Bourne August 8, 2014 at 5:36 PM Ndaba, Your comments gave me a boost today, as it was one of those "down" days. I apprecate you reading and commenting on my poem....Your PS friend...Gene.