Poem ‘City Nights’

London

City Nights

Though your faces
change these same streets
remain. Same high
sights in floodlit stone,
city nights abased
by brawls and chilli fights
in queues

Where were you when
I was this green
and victim?
Your fashion is the masque
of fools, disguises nothing;
your life like mine is
still waste

But somehow you’re
preoccupied.
Laugh in my face and deride
my reticence— won’t you!
So it always
was, for soon the dreaming
is done

© copyright df barker 2012

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12 comments

  1. Soma Mukherjee · June 20, 2012

    oh so true the city life its sometimes feels like watching a face train ..strangers close for seconds and then gone and the streets mock..the indifference is painful but on every hoarding
    beautiful poetry David 🙂

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  2. Victoria C. Slotto · June 21, 2012

    How did you get a peek at my prompt for dVerse today!? :0) This is perfect.

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  3. dfb · June 22, 2012

    Really sorry Victoria but I seem to have missed the link! But I see what you mean, thanks very much!

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  4. dfb · June 22, 2012

    Thank you very much Soma!

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  5. Eve Redwater · June 22, 2012

    Oh, strong voice coming through here David! (How have you been, it’s been a while hasn’t it? :)) Love the chilli fight line – I feel like this one comes from first hand experience at the slightly darker side of night-life!

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  6. Ryan Anthony · June 22, 2012

    “Your life like mine is
    still waste”

    Such a great line. It stands well on its own or in the context of the two previous lines. Thought-provoking line breaks too, well executed. Great work!

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  7. dfb · June 22, 2012

    Ryan, you’re so kind, thanks very much!

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  8. dfb · June 22, 2012

    Hi Eve and thanks very much! Well, you’ve been busy, haven’t you? 😉 I might’ve missed one or two of yours lately, apologies if I have and I’ll try to catch up, not that I’ve got any excuses really, it’s just that your whole day could get taken up with blogging, if you’re not careful…

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  9. Eve Redwater · June 22, 2012

    Indeed it can, not to worry! I’ve got the world of catching up to do – but it’s nice to be able to go through my blogs with peace of mind. 🙂 Good to read you again!

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  10. walterwsmith3rd · June 23, 2012

    Very nice poem. I love art that reflects the ambiguity and complehpxity of city life.

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  11. Betty Hayes Albright · June 24, 2012

    I felt drama in this one, David – powerful and vivid!!

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  12. dfb · June 27, 2012

    Thanks very much Betty!

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