Street Scenes
Many are broken,
uneven on their feet,
nameless, homeless
passing along streets.
A violin sounds,
the sun turns away.
Winter beats
put down
by Notorious B.I.G.
In the city, or worse.
And the crazy.
Imagine,
Oscar Wilde,
driven half mad,
the crime, the name
we dare not speak,
a witness maid
saw fecal smears
on the sheets,
he disappeared
into London’s
Gaol, two years,
made to bathe
in dirty water.
https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/gallery/v ... es-2676575
Street Scenes
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Re: Street Scenes
I’m enjoying this... I would replace winter in the city with an image. I especially like the last stanza
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Re: Street Scenes
Ahh. Glad you posted that link.
Love the Wilde refence and Gaol.
New territory?
Love the Wilde refence and Gaol.
New territory?