Face the fall

Face the fall

A Poem by Jack...

 

 

 

 

Face the fall

 

Standing to fight

in the heart of the city

The jungles of asphalt

where neon flashes evil

as sidewalk dwellers

window shop hate

and find peace labeled “Not for sale”

 

I cling to my beliefs

in lamp post graffiti

Spray painted wishes

fading in color

and store owner nightmares,

defacing the brick walls

surrounding my very existence

 

Fear falls in pamphlet raindrops,

pages scattered

beyond the welcome mats

of big box politicians

in paisley ties

and sharp creased slacks,

shaking hands and scamming votes

 

Promises made

circled in cigar smoke and cheap wine,

fall on unsuspecting ears as truth

until the “sorry we’re closed” signs

spin in favor of loss…

opening for business

to the throngs of the needy

 

I see their eyes, hollow,

faltering of sorrow as worry

becomes the next day’s problem

Reaching into my pocket I retrieve

the multi-colored wings you gave me…just in case

and I fly to be with you

Unable to face the fall…of humanity

 

 

 

© 2013 Jack...


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Jack...
Thank you for reading

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Wow. This is a wonderful story as a stand alone but it reminds me of the precursor to some kind of epic novel or movie...it has that intensity to it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks Tammy, I think I wrote this in the fall. :) Seriously, thank you so much for always being so .. read more
For someone who has grown up in and around small towns that are now small cities I can relate to this. I wish the world would just slow down. It's depressing that along with growth true values have been lost.

Great one Jack
Regards
Troy

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much Troy.
THis is amazing and wonderful how you captured so much with the right details about the world! I love it, Jack!
And, the picture fits so well with this!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Jack...

10 Years Ago

Thank you so very much Josie for your always kind words to me.
Josie E. Cook M. A.

10 Years Ago

THIS IS A WONDERFUL WORK.
Humanity is indeed falling...faster and faster. Even here, in the placid South, in this small town, you can see it everywhere. It is frightening...

My wings are my faith.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much my friend. It is everywhere.
I see their eyes, hollow,
faltering of sorrow as worry
becomes the next day’s problem
Reaching into my pocket I retrieve
the multi-colored wings you gave me…just in case
and I fly to be with you
Unable to face the fall…of humanity

It's a scary world Jack....If only we did have wings...

You write with depth and emotion. I admire that! Another great poem and a pleasure to read.
:) Julie


Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Thank you so very much Julie for always sending a smile my way.
Ah another fine piece of writing here, I was transported to NY or Chic, great imagery well used words..
Thank you a pleasure to read :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Thank you once again for taking the time to read my poetry and leaving such kind words for me.
Sounds like a rough town. Kinda like Detroit. Good emotion and Imagery here

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Yeah it does, doesn't it. Thanks my friend.
I'm afraid of heights and my nightmares often contain falling in them. Sigh...very sad write Jack!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Thanks my sweet friend. The secret...just don't look down.
It is intensely worrying to watch, no...more than watch...to be a part of humanity falling, and yet...we can and do continue in hope...hope is only ever a wish away...

x

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

My hope was that you would like this poem Poppy, so I guess it works. Thanks so much my friend.
Ruth

11 Years Ago

It works well darlin! A statement of potency x
humanity is falling faster than the leaves fall in november....at least those few clinging to the branch of hope.

this is my favorite poem from you...

i feel a bit of paul simon in this ...a bit of ginsberg...and some dylan and ferlinghetti thrown in for good measure.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Jack...

11 Years Ago

Thanks so very much Jacob. That is some very fine company you have stood me with, I am not worthy, b.. read more

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San Antonio, TX



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Not much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..

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