The Owls Poem by john o'connell

The Owls

Rating: 5.0


the owls line up
in the vicinity;
street lamps
switch on;
traffic trundling by
with homeward bound
hungry crowds.
the kitchens hives
of domestic industry
as broadcasts
prepare to invade
the living rooms
of the temporary retired.
night falls.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Matt Mooney 14 May 2010

Hard to beat this type of poem.You have captured well, without any fuss, that time of evening when there is a quiet time of rest.

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