The streets so dark and empty,
blackness fills the void between
earths surface and the sky,
no sound can be heard,
human life has no
substance of purpose,
waste flying around,
reminiscent of times gone by.
Where are the happy, smiling
faces of children that once
played in the park?
all that is left are the
gentle swaying to and fro,
as the swings move in motion
with the strong wind that blows,
trees toss about as if in a dance,
spooky shadows captured
in the light of the moon,
illuminating the sky,
but where are the people?
they are long gone,
all that is left are
reminiscence of what was.
Comments
Highhat | February 28, 2011 - 15:29
A spooky scenario indeed.
;)Pia
skinner_jennifer | February 28, 2011 - 16:03
Yes I agree with you Pia, very spooky.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
Jenny.
MistakenMagic | February 28, 2011 - 22:09
Wonderfully described, and very atmospheric, Jenny. Well done!
Magic xxx
skinner_jennifer | March 1, 2011 - 10:01
Thanks for reading Magic, I tried to picture a kind
of Armageddon scene to the reader, glad you got the
atmosphere.
Jenny. xxx
geordietaf | March 1, 2011 - 10:27
The first stanza in particular is an excellent evocation of depression. Shows how a good poem can bring different messages to different readers
Paul
skinner_jennifer | March 1, 2011 - 10:38
Hi Paul,
Why thankyou for your great observations, yes that
was exactly what I was trying to convey. That was
a really nice compliment and thankyou for reading
and commenting.
Jenny.
maggyvaneijk | March 1, 2011 - 14:51
haunting and thought-provoking, a beautiful poem!
skinner_jennifer | March 1, 2011 - 15:47
Hi maggyvaneijk,
Wow! that's a great comment, I like 'haunting.'
It's very kind of you to read and comment, always
appreciated.
Thankyou.
Jenny.