foliage - where are you?
hidden beneath the
concrete tremor
only cement cracks show
a shade of green in the
darkened soot air
a young boy with stoney limbs
stares blankly out his bay window
crystal tears bearing fruit there
the advisory is always the same
the rain distilling thoughts of dread
and anguish
and as if in spite, a dead-autumn leaf spirals
down the gutter
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Thank you Brian. About the middle two stanza's. When I figure out exactly what I meant I'll get back to you on that. I feel poetry is also on the reader to discover a meaning for themselves, if they understand it that is.
Thanks again, CL
The first stanza makes sense, and so does the last. But the middle two I can't make heads or tails out of. Why is the little boy crying? Is it because there's no foliage? That doesn't make sense because I've never heard of a kid from the city wishing for more trees. Or is it of something else, like I think it must be?
As for the advisory... is that an advisory about pollution and foul weather?
Regarding the two stanzas I understand, it's cliche as it stands. I suspect, though, that'd change if I understood the middle two.
Perhaps what would help is an explanation of what you were striving for.
anyone...?