Poem of the Day – Big Burst

by paturnerlee

Big Burst

 

Porthole misted glasses dangle

On the nose of authority

Subservient preservers

Jaundiced and sceptical

A receptical enduring a flow

Just knowing the tipping point

Where the fulcrum is an ally

Dry for a moment, as the clouds burst bubbling.

 

Sun drenched bystanders

Creating open arched and bowed arrows

For thourghfare revellers

Beside themselves with anger

Beleagured and drawing counters for black jack

They stride through a doorway

And the rattle of shutters

Just like a Humphrey Bogart moment

As the train draws closer

And closer to a tunnel

 

Copyright Patrick Turner-Lee 29th November 2015

 

2 Comments to “Poem of the Day – Big Burst”

  1. Nice poem paturnerlee. Like a giant word picture I suppose is simply describing an English weather bomb but tells of the general feel and look of public life of the day. Nice reflection of the times (maybe I’m reading too much into it)

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