Street Lamp Poem by Jackson Ford
Street Lamp
Underneath the pale damp street lamp, shadows Hide beneath our feet longing to escape the dreadful beam
Rushing
Soaring
The faint glow in the distance, reflecting far between the mist, dawning light for all to see, but hides the face for mystery
Running
Stunning
I move apart to see the pale damp street lamp, a beacon for many, now beacons me as well, they move together and enter the dreadful beam, and seem to find that all along was calling me outside.
Well conceived and nicely penned with insight. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Jackson.
dawning light for all to see, but hides the face for mystery all alone way calling my outside. the sense of mystery in the experience of the light of the street light......very fine poem. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A good start with a nice poem, Jackson. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.