Face the fall

 

 

 

 

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

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Joiedevivre]

i love your soul! beautiful poem

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much. Your kindness overwhelms me.

[Mark]

wow, so political without being partisan... a very great poem, speaking to me as yet another President piles up bold faced lies that he will never face consequences for!

[Jack...]

Mark...if you like this poem you can KEEP it, period! Thanks my friend.

[Mark]

heehee Thanks Jack! :)

[Mark]

but what you REALLY mean is I can keep it as long as it hasn't been changed right? :P

[Jack...]

Well yes, I said that originally...you just weren't listening, but don't tell anyone else.

[Bare Trees]

I can't disagree with you here. You've touched on aspects of truth in our society where fear and injustice often reside. The line Fear falls in pamphlet raindrops,reminds me of the propaganda that was released by the nazis in WW2. In some ways I see a correlation to this poem.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much for your visit today. Just releasing a few frustrations...I appreciate your kind words.

[Bare Trees]

We all have them. This is a good place to release them. You're welcome Jack.

[Lydia Shutter]

So often the key to our problems lies within our grasp....it's an inside job and we have to realize that in order to be happy individuals. This poem has a lot of vivid images in it....personal and political. I am going to read it several times to get the full impact! Lydi**

[Jack...]

Lydi, my sweet friend. You are far too kind to me.

[Pryde Foltz]

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

This to the last stanza. When you discover the belief and the relief was always in you. Wonderful piece.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Pryde. The sun shines in my world when you visit.

[Pryde Foltz]

smile……………………..

[Tom]

The fickle and shallow facets of life on the busy streets of the big city, fade to insignificance as thoughts turn to desire, love, romance and the warm feeling of security and happiness that naturally accompanies such privilege!

An imaginative, creative poem, eloquently penned indeed !

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Tom. I appreciate your visits today.

[Tom]

So appropriate, given I'm not long in from the busy streets myself !!

[Jack...]

And this is beautiful, and why you never shall be a buisiness man.... rather a beautiful poet, musician, and a gardener.... ;) on top, is just only lonely on top ;) this write is fantastic, it provokes many thoughts my friend, and you are very creative!

- Elisa

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my sweet friend. Most times when I look I see beauty, but there are times too when I see ugliness and it brings tears...I just had to write about it and get it out of my system.

I understand as no other... that makes you a poet who perceives. (those are the best). ;) you're so welcome my friend....

[SHEEMA HUQ]

There is a generosity of spirit underlying and considerations for all, very much enthralling, I really appreciated this poem.

[Jack...]

And I appreciate you stopping by and leaving such nice words for me. Thank you very much.

[icelandicblue]

This poem reaches into the depth of the suffering we carry and the falls we take, often for others. I thought this to be one of the most original lines I have read:

Fear falls in pamphlet raindrops,

That is fraught with such meaning. We are bombarded with empty words and the actions of others that affect our lives yet we seem unable to control any of it. Excellent poem Jack.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Anne. Just screaming out in a crowd a little bit.

[joshua deathdealer]

I really like how you portrayed this. Defiantly romantic. I love the ending.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much. I appreciate you stopping by and visiting my world.