URBAN LULLABY
Sing me a lullaby
Of breaking glass
The click of stilettoes
As they pass
The scrape of Cuban heels
On paving stones
Sing me a lullaby
Of drunken groans
Rock me to the rhythm
Of lovers moans
Leave the light on downstairs
As darkness falls
Sing me a lullaby
Of cats on walls
Police sirens outside
The student halls
Lay me down to sleep in
My back street bed.
(c) David Subacchi
Thank you MC Newberry and Patricia ad Stefan Wilde.
I grew up living in an urban centre with the sounds of the streets all around me as I tried to sleep each night. How I miss those sounds today.
David
An enjoyable (and identifiable) observation on
modern town/city existence.
<Deleted User> (6895)
Sun 6th Oct 2013 22:14
enjoyed!xx
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Cynthia Buell Thomas
Mon 21st Oct 2013 13:15
The rhymes are cleverly hidden by the stanza structure, and come to life best when spoken aloud. I really think they'd be easily missed in a rapid read.