Seventeen And A Hundred Years Old Comments

Ah, but it is great to read great poetry written by someone who knows the power of the pen and wields it. 10++++++++++++++ and onto my fav list

The radio hawks and spits in the night The lights on the squad car paint the crowd Gazing at a broken bargain - red shoes, And beyond them, a green tarpaulin shroud.- - - - - - -Again the magnificent imagery and we the readers are standing in the crowd stricken by what has happened here

November rains wash the dreams down the drain And a rainbow lies bleeding in the street Where it gets splashed by car tyres to the edge And on to red shoes on a young girl's feet.- - - tip-notch image putting the reader right there on that rainy street but hold on there is more to this than meets the eye

It did not take me long to deduce that I was reading a very good poem.

Tremendous. Excellent poem........10++++++++

Not a pretty picture, but another excellent poem Martin!

Somehow I get a mental picture of each of your poems. Some pictures are still - like an Edward Hopper painting. Your poems are cynical but all too real - I think your observation of life is brilliant.

Nice One as a poem describing a feeling of irritation, confusion great job