Ain't it a great big pity?
When you've seen the nitty gritty,
Of that darkness that resides in every City?
Excuse me Please, if I sound kinda witty!
I suddenly Stop, to light up my smoke,
A Stormy self~moment to take in a toke,
As my Shadowy friends stroll by and joke,
About drinks I can't buy because I'm broke!
These faceless figures soon gather around,
The more I'll elaborate to sound profound!
They will buy me the drinks untill I drown,
When spilling Dark tales about this stormy town!
It's Night in the city, let's light up this joint!
Grow a giant crowd to prove our point,
Night friend's chosen for us to anoint,
One's ~ No sane judge to you would appointment?
Come in from windy rain's pouring storm!
Cursing the weather becomes a joking norm,
Have a drink while your thoughts re~form?
After a few, you too will begin to conform!
But, be aware of these very inviting sights!
Late night gatherings often end up in fights!
Arguments degenerate into stupidity spites!
The true Dark drunken test of people's mights?
Please ~ Take Care Not to Lose Your Freedom's Rights!
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Author Notes
Stormy Nights In The City
By; George Martinez
3/08/2020
Night in the City, Pix This Challenge Photo Submission
Notes;
Hi everyone. IMPORTANT ~ Because of the way the club page displays images, often the pix is distorted in shape. This is a man in a trench coat lighting a cigarette at night.
The challenge is to write a poem of your interpretation of night in the city. * If you have any problem seeing the image PLEASE send me a PM. ~ This is the first post for 2020. What does night in the city say to you? Can you write a poem about it? * Thank you for your participation * Please read other member's work * Have a great day. Marilyn
No deadline.
Added note - you can lighten the picture to better see details.
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