Silent Street

Shining, shining like a new lover’s skin on a cold Boston morning
The day coalesced into nothing short of a miracle, do miracles blaze?
The streets were  almost silent, the slight breeze washed clean the city sound
One could hear the friction of wind on canvas, wind on pavement, wind through hair

The three people that enjoyed this morning gift stood stone still, all three looked to the sky
None knew  the reason for this momentary lapse in what was normal
Two thought of the beauty  of the world at large, mouths agape, eyes seeing all
One was sure the apocalypse was upon them, anxiety squeezing through the knothole

Then the siren…

Then the siren…

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

We all see things differently. I ask myself would I want to be the one filled with apprehension and anxiety, wondering what the hell armageddon is going to be like? No I want to be one of the ones transfixed by the beauty of the lights, totally unaware of what is about to happen. Thought provoking poem Crowley.

Chris

[Crowley]

Me too Chris, me too. Thank you!

[kentuck14]

Like the eye of a storm! Points out how people can see things differently. Some relish the moment . . . see the good in it . . . another may suspect trouble lies behind every corner. Thoughtful piece.
Tom

[Crowley]

Thanks man. Sorry so late to the party, been off more than on lately.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

This reminds me of a time when the chaos in our lives started a blaze...we stood there and watched unable to move wondering if we should cry, scream or be grateful for the fresh start.....

[Crowley]

Really good to see you Q!!!!! Thanks for coming by, I miss you!!!!

[alanwgraham]

Well described Lorry how the every day can become the indescribable. We - and lets not forget those for whom this is an everyday occurence - can daydream through life unaware we are perched on a knife edge. Well done for reminding us.
Cheers.
Alan

[Crowley]

Thanks Alan!!! You are so right!

[alanwgraham]

Apologies Crowlie for the name mistake. I think I may have come in from Lorries review.
Cheers
Alan

[Robert Trakofler]

you and i grew up with those feelings those images spoon fed upon us with the duck and cover solution to nuclear blasts the paint your house to protect against certain annihilation mentality. in the late 70's distant early warning early 80 rural Pennsylvania i remember with the bomb shelter signs the fancy neighbors having fall out shelters being built in there backyards this was the stuff of daily consumption:). It's funny how when i talk to people they don't remember this stuff

[Crowley]

Its weird how people took this one. I originally did not know how it would end and post apocalyptic was not what was intended. But when I read it when it was complete, I was like oh s**t, this is a doomsday poem...lol. Thanks man!

[Robert Trakofler]

I love when that happens

[Mrudula Rani]

The calm before the storm! Your detailed description of imperturbability is enthralling ... and then apprehension seeps in . It did scare me unbelievably.

[Crowley]

Thank you my friend, did not mean to scare you...lol!!!

[Mrudula Rani]

Sometimes it is fun scaring oneself. Uma abraço.

[Lorry]

I reckon even one of the wise men would have reckoned it was a trap and thought the other two dumbasses 😀
You start with silence and light, then go all hitchcock on us. I didn't realise the suspense was building so much until I turned blue and remembered to breathe just in time.
I reckon if this is a prologue, I'll preorder the book and go see the movie. I might need an oxygen tank though. 😀

[Crowley]

Lol...thanks so much. It is great seeing you around. But I can't review your work!!!! I understand, but, it bums me out just a little. Welcome back!

[Lorry]

Thanks. I'll be turning them on again soon, once I've got up to speed on some reviewing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

some have those premonitions or are just jaded...others might be just naive and always see the good.

But sooner or later, we have to open our eyes....and in today's world, it must be soon.

Prophetic write...
your first line was a hook....
i went for it, and got caught....and didn't even try to throw the hook after that...just enjoyed the imagery and mystery of this.
j..

[Crowley]

It was not an intentional hook. I sat down scratched out three lines and this is the only one that stuck. The rest kind of came out like my thoughts swirling down a clogged industrial drain!! Thanks man!

[Neville]

I loved the way you describe absolutely everything here.. You have a special gift for that mate and no kidding..
I loved the sounds you share and the wholeness of the view before ya...
I loved absolutely everything about this post right up until it became evident you were watching me and that my anxiety was so bloomin evident to ya through that knothole..... N :)

[Crowley]

Lol...some people just know early. Don’t worry though it was just an ambulance!!! Thanks!!

[Neville]

Phew and there was me thinking .....

[Pete]

uh-oh. doesn't sound like a happy ending. intriguing and captivating. powerful, troubling ending. i enjoyed this and was surprised where you went with it ... :)

[Crowley]

Thanks Pete!!! I didn’t know it was going to end that way either!