Car Park Poems - Poems about Car Park

...I was lost after a night out and couldn't unlock the screen for directions you walked to the pub you can't be far just ease yourself over this railing and slide down the wall so you can take a ......

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...I was so high I don't recall being high I sat in the basement waiting to come down I hung with a friend, hung with, who was that boy We waited in the bar while he waited for the bus I called my......

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... Early morning and it is still dark. An abandoned shopping trolley stands alone in the centre of the car park. I take pity and return it back to its home and the company of its own kind w......

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...God and Austerity The supermarket that calls itself Forum, has a bell tower, but now, in time of austerity, no one flocks to buy anything when its bells ring every hour. Sunday, when I drove ......

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...It was one of those sunny days, that later on merge in memory, and you can’t tell one from another instantly, but on the second sight they discern, each with its own number of little events. There wa......

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...Apart from the worn stone-step where drunks still topple, or the hand-painted sign, all has changed, now a neon glow backlights a plasticized fascia, all ‘local color’ painted over. In the ca......

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...after doors close after hours when scarlet neon flickers out red-light nights fill voids of need my body is a ripped flower my throat tingles to the burn of vodka-fire gleaning the ......

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... CONT FROM PART 1 ... PART 2 THE WOMAN WHO COULD EAT WOOD When she was a fully grown woman she worried much less. She and her worried parents cried much less. Fo......

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...Knocking on doors, people to meet, house after house, street after street, keeping going, day after day, whatever polls or trolls might say, there's not much time for resting feet. Car park se......

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...It was a hot day, I was on my way back from Spar, carrying a bag of groceries. I walked past the lilac bushes in bloom, past the annex to the medical centre with its small car park, rounding my house......

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...BOING..?!#! Its off at boeing..' the wheels and doors have Gone..planes just; over-drive the runways, they're rivalling Sann-yong..They're rolling in inclusions, like its for a dare!! People choos......

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...Deep breath in, Deeper breath out. There are no crowds. There is nobody. Crowds are unavoidable: The ebb and flow of busybodies Moves with and against you Like a cluster of active cells. ......

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...I sit in a full room, no one knows I am there, stuck in a corner, the place I have chosen, away from all focus its all I can bare, safe from attention, the thing I fear. Why is this? I do not u......

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...I jumped around my room,not caring about things that matter I was throwing things around and all they could hear was clatter I sat in the car park smoking weed and drinking rum I regretted ......

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...I'm glad I came to see you today, since we last met, my life has been in a little disarray, but there was something about the orange in the sky, I couldn't help but think of you when I looked up h......

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