EYES UPON THE GROUND

Cherry

By kheldar

Fri, 05 Feb 2010
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Some walk with eyes upon the sky
Well my friends that is not I,
I walk with eyes upon the ground
Here new insights can be found…..

The pavement forms an urban skin
Pipes beneath like veins within,
Chewing gum freckles, dried puke moles
Patterns tattooed by black manholes.
Fag ends like unsightly hair
Dog turd pimples here and there,
Pee stain warts near late night bars
Cracks resemble self-harm scars.

Burger wrappers ride the wind
Food too fast to e'er be binned,
The take out cups from a coffee shop
Like autumn leaves they too must drop.
Empty bags devoid of sweets
The dregs from sundry other eats,
The ground is home to all this clutter
On path, on road, on verge, in gutter.

Still my eyes peruse the street
And then before my wandering feet,
A sight appears to lift my heart
A pavement Picasso and his art.
Chalked upon a paving slab
Now raised above its fellows drab,
A still life fit to grace my walls
To be rubbed out as darkness falls…..

I walk with eyes upon the ground
Here new insights can be found.

COPYRIGHT D M PAMMENT 5th FEBRUARY 2010

Certificate PG
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Submitted by wandelaar on
It is no wonder then that we all look to the skies! Good read though, greetings

Submitted by kheldar on
Thanks for that wandelaar & greetings in return :--)

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Submitted by shoe on
The pavement description is just inspired, love the pavement artist at the end too,

 

Submitted by kheldar on
Thank you very much shoe xx

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Submitted by MistakenMagic on
Beautiful, descriptive poem, David. Reminded me of the film 'American Beauty'! Love these lines: 'The pavement forms an urban skin Pipes beneath like veins within, Chewing gum freckles, dried puke moles Patterns tattooed by black manholes.' Magic xxx

 

Submitted by kheldar on
Thank you Rebecca for your very kind words and a very complimentary "comparison", glad you liked it. David :--)

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Submitted by Cavalcader on
new kheldar Very descriptive to real life! I have seen to young men, in jeans and torn chalking beautiful pictures on pavements.from book pictur 4" wide and photoed if camera with me.Go library said and bought the book. Maybe "Raphael".etc: If sad look at the ground,cos: I know where there is dirt there is money, and crosses and things?We have often some on early shifts as once mine was. this reminds me of "Have you seen the old man on the streets of london". Well done on the cherry. julie x cavalcader (:-

Submitted by kheldar on
Thank you so much Julie, glad you liked it. The guy in the poem is often in my local high street, he works so hard only for it to be rubbed out again, not sure I'd like it if my poems existed for only such a short time. take care Julie, its always a pleasure to hear from you. David xx :--)

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Submitted by Cavalcader on
New kheldar Thank you just back on, interacting. Great poem.No they won't get rubbed off,mind you our computer crashed, he does it all, songs document file made up.Well actually had no camera rushed home get it, like you say rain washing it away.Now do on roll carpet like a canvas I think. Also phoned paper come out and take photo then it was a saturday all doing football.But did get next one "King Saul".another Raphaelite he done "Lady in Canoe,long red hair indian dress kind of, looking loved one library told me,have book as said, and picture from charity shop once strange.Gave away but got poster to.Hope interesting for you.Getting better. Nice to hear from you to, and read your poem's. julie x