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The Many Aspects Of Panic

The sun is not enough

To heat this day.

Clouds are feeding

On the weak season's

Inheritance of winter.

 

Traffic attacks the street like a beast.

 

There is road kill

Scraping the kerb's edge

Enough skin left

To form a smile

At certain angles.

 

The traffic light turns red

Little green man flickering

A chorus of sighs

From the driver's windows.

 

An awkward glance passes

Paranoid pedestrians crossing

The perfect prey

For the impatient.

 

This image holds no real significance.

This poem holds no revelations

Or philosophical rewards

Just the realisation:

There are many aspects of panic.

◄ Shade-Walking.

Third Person Omniscient ►

Comments

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 6th May 2010 17:41

Brilliant! The images and the conversational style of a word-magician. You influence people.

Rachel Bond

Thu 6th May 2010 11:19

i like the flow of the words around an awkward sublect like the feeling of gridlock while the bikers weave in and out.
your work is consistently good.

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Andy N

Thu 6th May 2010 08:19

i actually mis-read the title as 'the many aspects of picnic'. now truely would have being a nightmare - lol.

Nice piece otherwise, kealan. I particularly like 'Traffic attacks the street like a beast'

Keep em flowing.

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