Leroy, Mi Poem by Michael Gillespie

Leroy, Mi



The faded beauty of a temperate life
In one recollection, a million words
So amazing, full of peace and love,
And as I drive past the memories;
About as worn as these dirt roads,
I look out the window and think to myself,
This town isn’t much of anything!
Everything run-down and neglected
But then it hit me, as I reached my house,
That even the most unwanted of ugly things
Can still hold so much of life’s beauty

Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,house
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Pruchnicki 25 March 2008

ok, but you could use more tactile imagery towns usually aren't much of anything until a poet brings them to life with vivid description abstractions like life's beauty just won't do! see what i'm saying?

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