Street Lamp

Voices coagulating into agreement
and silences darkening into oblivion
as closing pubs vomit their crowds
into dimly lit streets -
tired journeys breaking to a halt!

You are intrinsically sad
as a street lamp touches the tips
of graveyard headstones
through the shade of dark forest trees.

All horizons
dumbstruck as men
watching, passively, the crevice
of every secret exchange
between man and his environment.

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Awesome!
Oh to be a street lamp on a corner or a fly in the wall.
The things that are observed...

[John Anderson]

Interesting piece of work. enjoyed reading it!

[Susan Beth Horvath]

An excellent poem..........your poetry is always wonderful,

[Karan Ashara]

This is a beautiful poem......

[anne]

Voices coagulating into agreement
and silences darkening into oblivion
as closing pubs vomit their crowds
into dimly lit streets -
tired journeys breaking to a halt!
I loved reading this one...a powerful piece... :)

[Taurean X Hunter]

This was a wonderful poem!

[Kelly Scheppers]

"Voices coagulating into agreement
and silences darkening into oblivion
as closing pubs vomit their crowds
into dimly lit streets..."

Awesome use of metaphors, Mary! I never thought of pubs that way...very impressive!