Sooty Poems - Poems about Sooty

...CLEAN AIR Only a few now recall the London smogs The early Fifties, I think it may have been When a man used to walk ahead of a bus As schoolkids, it was a strange time for us Almost every day......Read the rest...

... “Darkness does embalm; All things, getting calm, Produce an eerie feeling; Can it serve with a healing?” “Aye, aye, sure, sure! Such feelings do us lure, To approach its end.” “Can we reac......Read the rest...

...I am from glass globes of roses, from Gardenias and Gerbers. I am from dust floating in the air, caught in winter sun. I am from lilacs that can't be contained, whose fragrance colours early s......Read the rest...

... It was a harsh, hard going season. “It’s a dying winter, lad,” he said, crunching words around, a gnawed pipe stem. Briefly embers sought a place to disappear. Cinder gray eyes, set deep in......Read the rest...

...When the river of poetry has dried Like parched clouds waiting for warmth When the rain beats down on emptiness The god of rain demands to be penned I pour myself a glass of wet wine An offer......Read the rest...

...Winter whirling anxiety upon silent, shadows light sleeping from dawn to dusk. Sky smudged in a raven haze, mist lining paths with a silver shade. The emerald sea freezes like a pastel ice ring r......Read the rest...

...Sooty black and thin boned, velvet almost, but stringy. Hard to define the shape of a hissing cat that was so soon alive and kicking, but now lies dead on my neighbor's lawn. I would watch i......Read the rest...

... Written: November 21, 2023 _________________________________________ Amid the shooting stars, there is a lot of zeal While satellites start spinning in various ordeals ......Read the rest...

...There was a day once when the factory boys took to a rusty van driving through the early morning dark to play soccer on a muddy field. Our team was called. now let me think, does it matter th......Read the rest...

...Encomium for cumulative collection of trash The pyromaniac within yours truly beckons sacrificial ritual mine burning (man's) sacred plastic bags of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed, ditto......Read the rest...

...Criminal waste, critical mass materialized warfare city dumps pile-up and fall burnt offerings amid clumps of Caesar salad. Roman Empires of crud that roam no more. Walmart still spills ov......Read the rest...

... " In titanium haze of love, truth is but a mere lie, never unlocking gold vaults of feelings, for, honesty weeps somewhere......Read the rest...

...See dazzling bowls and vessels, pots of brass Old copper kettles, cups of gold, and chiming clock Porcelain statuettes, fake Tiffanies, stained glass Oak storage towers, ivories of High Baroque ......Read the rest...

... O souls of the Island, I have silently heard through tropical torrents and surpassed a million miles of the milky seas, away from mint-marine silhouettes of my utopian wond......Read the rest...

...i ignored their existence, except for one snapshot. i didn’t know you could shop. i was not caught up in the spiral, the velocity, the thunder to the top. where was i? i was a jump, skip and a h......Read the rest...