Saturday, August 6, 2011

Jungles


Copperheads & Silverbacks
The jungle of the streets
Bearing vacancy

Spewing

Copperheads & Silverbacks
The grating of civility
Lacking union

Spittle trail

Copperheads & Silverbacks
The bounty of the day
Trolling desperate

Dismissing periphery

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5 comments:

  1. AnonymousAugust 6, 2011 at 1:27 PM

    I love this Fred very cool poem!

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  2. Brian MillerAugust 6, 2011 at 4:00 PM

    this is excellent...your opening stanza is tight and does not let go the reality of our civilization right now, particularly in the urban canters...

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  3. Pat HattAugust 6, 2011 at 4:28 PM

    Very nice play on the concrete jungles and how money rules the roost. Always has, always will, while others troll for just a few coins.

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  4. UnknownAugust 7, 2011 at 12:25 PM

    Thanks, glad you all enjoyed this short one. I was going to go with a different title, but the whole urban concept was on my mind here and Pat, the Concrete Jungle definitely came to mind during and after composing. Thanks again

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  5. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallAugust 9, 2011 at 11:32 AM

    marvelous.
    keep it up.

    :)

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