Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Descriptive Poem


Tar sucking in warm rays of the sun.
Ivy crawling and clinging closely to a wire fence.
Brick buildings standing, feet apart, looking over the streets.
Flowers shooting out their beautiful colors to passers-by.
As the wind blows their fragrance to noses all along the street,
it also throws the stagnant smell of filthy garbage at their feet.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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  • Amitava Sur (6/13/2014 7:14:00 AM)

    This is the reality on this earth where simultaneously both the fragrance of flowers and the filthy odors are flowing with the same air blown. very true. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (6/4/2014 5:41:00 PM)

    ..........the fragrance of beautiful flowers and filthy garbage together.....truly this poem shows the world we live in...great write... (Report) Reply

  • Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan (8/17/2013 4:14:00 AM)

    Dear poet, I invite you to read my poem Wind in the Afternoon, which is also a descriptive poem, like yours. I love such descriptive, as they lack unnecessary emotions - they show us things as they are, don't they? ? I love your poem. Short and sweet. (Report) Reply

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