Life Urban Poems

*Murder most foul. Rod Serling, Stephen King or Ellery Queen?


Picturesque place on the edge of nowhere, small town American life.
Suddenly subject to media glare, reports...

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there's something there, that draws me in,
like a mosquito to a flame. 
my sorrow blooms, it swells away
so swiftly - keeping me at bay.

i glance...

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I hail each  bronze, red, and blue coloured dawn,

as pulsing heart  mould torch flame of bliss,

to gaze across some awestruck mint sprig lawn,

that...

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You know the difference of right and wrong
You know deep down, in that world you don’t belong

You really need to open your eyes 
Coz where...

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Surviving with little money
Life really isn’t funny
Raining even when it’s sunny

Don’t wanna run this rat race
No chance of keeping up pace
Falling on my flat face

But...

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A shadow falls across
the path he’s yet to walk;
like the one that follows;
torments, bedevils, then
all the lightness swallows.

A shadow falls across
his thoughts each day he...

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I am a woman on a mission,
Armed with a fierce and fiery disposition.
I am focused and filled with ambition,
Even in the midst of burden and...

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Tonight 

I rediscovered 

Boulevard of Broken 

Dreams on a jaunt through 

Glasgow’s October-lit streets. Rain 

drippin’ off chin. Momentarily wishing 

I was more like I...

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Under the firmament 
Vying  to escape the dome  of purgatory 
A trap which seems permanent 
Filled with negative energy and pain
Stuck on a plain 
That...

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Wonderous creations 
Flowing across nations 
Filled with positive vibrations 
That would lead down a path of negativity 

Once Intune with  one another 
Unified by...

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Screaming emotionally love is dark
So I tried to be there for you cuz the streets is hard
And can't nobody get it cuz it was you...

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Written: August 04, 2023
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In a city once vibrant but now left forlorn,
Where residents vanished, as ghosts, they were torn,
Loneliness was unfiltered, it filled every street.
A...

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A nice Freudian Quote: " We are imprisoners in the realm of life,
like a sailor on his tiny boat, on an infinite ocean."

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Row, row, the...

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I rush every morning holding my coffee .
I board the bus , checking my phone 
I want no problems .
As mind prepares for hectic hours...

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And under the gaze of the heavens, she asked me:
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