this is just a deppressing poem about wanting to escape the city. :(
the moon is out, the night is near the sky is still blue clear but i begin to quake in fear i'd really rather not be here
the moon is out, the world is dark untill on the neon lights spark the songs of the street, a tone deaf lark as drunkards stumble through the park
the moon is out, but the day is nigh high pitch squeels of police sirens cry to clean up the nights wreckge, they try then sunlight fills the starless sky
the moon is gone and i must try to move along and not to cry I could sing a better song to say im fine would be a lie I want to leave the drunken throng another day for my soul to die
the moon is out, but i'm far from there an owls hoot, the cry of a deer are the sounds that welcome me here theres nothing else i want to hear and nothing else i shall because, finnally i have escaped i wish...
just realised that I sooo nicked thid name from the first chapter in lord of the flies "the sound of the shell" sorry about the subconcious plagerism, shouls i change it?
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This poem is beautiful, I loved it! The imagery, I could see the moon, and the dark of night and such...
Very good :) I did really like it
(Thank you for your lovely review on my poem by the way!)
And Sound of the Moon is different from Sound of the Shell, I think you can keep it
Very good, good rhymes, imagery, and topic. Dont worry, you didnt plagiarize, keep it. A lot of people get inspiration from music and other literature.
This poem is beautiful, I loved it! The imagery, I could see the moon, and the dark of night and such...
Very good :) I did really like it
(Thank you for your lovely review on my poem by the way!)
And Sound of the Moon is different from Sound of the Shell, I think you can keep it