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Poem Details
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| Title: | Granite, Gravity and Ghosts |
| Author: | janice kelly |
| Date Submitted: | 1/25/2010 |
| Email: | echofromafar@yahoo.com |
| Poem: |
We were all mesmerized by him his magic and mania were one in the same His inflated perceptions, oblivious to being ordinary His laughing seemed to intensify over the years. Eddie, the good-looking bully, fleeing from life with a fast car. Feeling the charge from a full-mooned midnight he sped through the twisted, tormented trails of his life; trapped inside some lavishly landscaped apartment haven lined with boulders and beer bottles, where darkness never reaches out... Piles of unbalanced boulders, (granite at the mercy of gravity), decorated his way hardened by years of cruelty Heavy, painful and apparition-like, ghosts of the past stacked high along the roadside Did you remember me, Eddie? I wasn''t laughing. Your chest crushed; in an instant. Those tricky turns, but you always knew your way around didn''t you?... |