Downtown Traffic

 Downtown Traffic

Walking in the down town traffic

And my shoes are starting to show their age

 

My disposition would be more acceptable

if I could figure out why

all  of the times I give too much

it amounts to nothing

yet there's no way

that I'm still not going to try

 

The chip on my shoulder

is starting to wear me down

but here's to hoping

that it won't be before

I've made my peace with mother nature

because she's a ruthless competitor

swift reckless and jealous as a jester

who covets the prestige he'll never be deemed worthy to receive

 

But it's been written through the ages 

that star crossed lovers will always fall 

and translates into many languages 

the words we fear the most 

Look I've met someone better and now I'm done with you

 

and the clock will stop

and the world will pause

and you won't recognize logic at all

and all the things you planned

will wash away like a bad dream

Reviews

[The Iron Horseman]

I am not a fan of blank verse, but I really like this. You have conveyed the common feeling that enough is never enough and the destruction of one's dreams very well. I particularly liked the last verse with its sense of cataclysmic loss. Well done.

[Olmsted A. T.]

Hey thanks, I wrote it a while ago and have just now gotten around to posting a bunch of stuff i have not posted before.

I appreciate the read and the comment. I think it is something that we all can identify with and it is not as direct as a companion piece I have called Armageddon Garage Sale.

Thanks,