Short Closing Down Poems
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Lifting from the Millewa;
swirling to the sky,
billowed to the heavens,
each particle drifts high.
Closing down the clearness
in an ever thickening rust,
from dry and harrowed farmland,
swirls the Mallee dust.
Driving down the road
Off ramp ahead
Small town lights
Flicker; the false promise
Something more than
A closing down factory floor
Old Churches for sale
Dressed in flags of white and red
Night sky above
Blind curve ahead
From a store that sold only beds
Came an advert in my email,
50% off everything
This is a closing down sale.
So I bought a double bed
Taking the assistants advice,
But the delivery van brought a single
50% off the bed, not the price.
GLOBE WARMING BRING IT ON
Closing down sales in fur-coat shops
Polar bears amble past Madison Avenue bus
Miami people swim to work
Fry bacon free on sidewalks and building-tops
Rush for sunblock of 4000-plus
Ice-cream for dessert? That’s a perk
So sweet, and yet so disappointing
Envious, and yet so anti-social
Strict, consequential
Mellow, quiet
Its actions and results are so loud
But its words are oh so silent
Too silent
To silent to even know it's there
Lurking around
Shadowing you
Closing down on its next clueless prey
Helplessly I run from its clutches
So tempting I shift towards its gentle touches
Oh sweet Misery.
Form:
"Midnight Candle"
The Midnight Candle Lightning On!
Booze and Snooze Grave Away
Restoring Lock and Smith Again
Generating Powerful Sounds A slow
Just Before the Day Breaks
Fire Sighs, Winds Blow, Path Ways
Midnight Darkness! Midnight Gaze
Far Away, Close By Time
Moving Across Pathologically
With Grace and Gentleness of Times Away
The Midnight Candle Moving on
The Midnight Candle Closing Down.
Adrift
Time and space closing down
Shuttering the light.
Where do people go
Whenever that is
when present becomes past?
The things they carry with them
May just wink out like the embers of a fire at end,
Without any lingering luminescent images.
Or maybe those mirage like images linger in space,
To be carried in the mind’s eye
Of those left behind, until finally fading into the mists of time gone by.
platypus features
greasepaint pallor weirdo clown
red nose big honker
outlandish shoes flail around
crazy hairdo balding crown
eyes evoke pathos
whitewashed face a haunting frown
empty seats again
last show in his frilly gown
tattered circus closing down
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Fall again leaves are being
Chopped, bagged, and spread
Over the emptied garden
The maples watch in helpless distress as they undress
The gutter mesh guard is re-set
The firewood will be stacked on racks closer to the door
Views are longer, sparser color shades to brown
Nature’s curtain closing down
Act Four is shivering in the wings
Indian Summer pulling strings
Intermission’s entertainment sings
Harley days of easy riders
Catching time to spend
Rumble round the bend
He's behind you they all shout the sound of laughter ringing out
spinning around I ask where the children shout back over there
singing dancing acting the fool no swearing on stage that was the rule
but they were the good times when work was plenty
and all the seats were full and never empty
but computers took over and replaced the actor clown
then no more work stage work closing down
advances in time is also a factor
times are hard for a struggling actor