Urban concrete jungle
In the twilight hours
This is where the lost boys are.

Kaleidoscope eyes,
Discordant vowels
These are the marks the lost boys make.

Electronic beats,
Songs of angst
These are the sounds the lost boys need.

Sad panda eyes,
Downward faces
The war paint of the lost boys.

Drum boogie,
Anti fashion,
This is what the lost boys wear.

Rejected by society,
Reminders of youth since lost
This is who the lost boys are.

Two o'clock shadows
Artificial mist provides cover
As the lost boys slip home.

On the dance floor,
By the bar

View Poem

26Poems

0Quotes

0Followers

1Following

Rating: ★5

Popularity

Biography

I have been working with a local small publishers for nearly 25 years. I designed their logo and helped edit some of the books. In 2001 I won a bursary to the John Hewitt Summer School and also studied poetry at James Simmons Summer School.My work has been used in several anthologies and I am currently working on my first book of poetry. I also publish an online literary e-zine called A New Ulster. I've also worked as a visual artist including book covers, logos and children's murals.

Popular Poems

Social Decay

★ ★

Steel capped icebergs' pierce the sky.
In artificial towers
Rapunzels refused to let down their hair,
Satisfied to watch the tired and hungry
...

Shelter

★ ★

Sheltered field of pleasant green
The susurrus of distant wind,

Nature gossips
Protests at intrusion,
...

Solitude

★ ★

Faceless streets close in around, as corridors seem to stretch into infinity,
A burst of adrenaline and the heart seems to beat irregularly a small bird
Desperate to escape the cage. The flight of logic begins as images blur into
Chaotic thoughts.-
...

The Lost Boy's

★ ★

Urban concrete jungle
In the twilight hours
This is where the lost boys are.
...

Lord Of The Hill

★ ★

Scaraveen,
Changing weather
That is the best description of Irish weather.
...

See Full List

Comments

Amos Greig 11 February 2018

I wrote the poem in 2010 the poem is about the price of the human condition in a world where industry reduces us to commodities.

0 0 Reply

julie preston 10 February 2018

when did you write this poem? And am I right in saying that the industrial revolution and its cost is at its core?

0 0 Reply

See All Comments

Christmas Poems Love Poems Baby Poems Death Poems Sad Poems Birthday Poems Wedding Poems Nature Poems Sorry Poems Hero Poems Poetry E-Books

Cookie Policy Copyright notice Privacy statement Help Contact Us Report Error

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

1/17/2021 1:38:57 AM # 1.0.0.396