Avoidance

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Why try to stop the storm’s raging
the waves incessant lapping
the crapping of pigeons on my window cill

I am not the agent of change
but an accessory to the crimes
of everyday life

I muddle, befuddled
by mundane inanity,
the insanity that passes as normal

people cursing people’s being
seeing underpasses passing as homes
as the tenants roam aimlessly

and we try to exist blamelessly
ignoring pleas for quarters and dimes
our time to precious to pay attention

to our fellow humans plight
not to mention avoiding the sight
of an existence to horrid to contemplate

as we wait for our latte
and think naughty thoughts
about being in bed with our loved ones

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duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
the real deal

A poet telling it like it is ~ not as it should be. Right On.

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 18 years ago
nice write

bows humble...I always enjoy your poetry

dcpoet44dcpoet44over 18 years ago
enjoyed this....

with its conveyance on the frailities of life. you've certainly captured the selfish human element very well. nicely done.....don

TheRainManTheRainManover 18 years ago
Nice read.

I think for the most part this is quite solid (though, in my opinion, the last two lines could be rewritten to pack more wallop - they don't match up well with the poem). I think you handled the rhyme fairly well, with it feeling natural and unforced in most spots - though the next to last stanza may not be a good idea, end-rhyming all three lines and breaking the pattern you set.

There are some edits:

cill = sill

to precious = too precious

humans = humans'

to horrid = too horrid

Interesting poem.

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
*you have been mentioned on today's review

this reminds me of a trip to Baltimore and all the overpasses being built over the slums...hiding the dirt with concrete....just so the elite can have the waterfront for themselves...its really a shame to see such madness...ty for writing about a subject getting out of hand in this country...the past 8 years...bluerains

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