Aftershock Poem by Charles Malcolm
Aftershock
Rating: ★4.5
The city grits its teeth
when she's in it.
Shards of rock dance
on clenched asphalt
in her presence.
The mouths of the streets
hang slack-jawed
now
and the concrete is cool
and disastrously level
and I know that she is gone.
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loss,love
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5/22/2024 12:24:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
They like us off-balance. Nice metaphor; cool poem