April Abigail

Rookie (East London)

P For You L - Poem by April Abigail

I write for loves sake and not for that of eternal peace
I write for our sake and not for that of internal peace

For you are my city, commuted to once in a full moon
Always returning and trying not to leave
The city glows in the night with sombre lights, sober lights,
The opalescence of the bulbs is translucent against the sky
But wait, these are not bulbs?
This city shines aloud but not with electric bulbs of light bursting there energy into The nights sky, wasting the presence on the no-ones and the suits below

No no no,

This cities lights are that of stars, powered by the seemingly infinite power of nature.

The rooms of the high towers whose heads scrape the purple heavens are doused in the suns hanging from their ceilings

The lamps of the streets are mildly burning away with the ease of small moons.

The constant glow from the bars below are shining from the lunar explosions

(Nebula's all together for a grand spectacle of a constant trickle from a stream to the lake, from the vessel to the heart, from the river to the ocean, from the haze to the light)

A city of lights? Yes. A city of stars? Thousands? Millions? Of course yes it now no longer seems absurd! A city made of stars.


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  • Rookie Tolu Praise (10/4/2008 8:06:00 AM)

    u are cool i love that name abigail xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 19, 2011


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