Stoplight flashing in the dark.
Heartbeat of a sleeping town.
Red and yellow flashes reaching
into the darkness.
They bounce off storefront glass in all directions.
And the people dream on.
With the dawn resuscitation of
the citizens reflected in a now
tricolor cycling.
The nightly ritual of countless little hamlets
once more complete.
Jun 02, 2013
Stoplight
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - draft
Comments
Nice description captain
though it goes dark sometimes especially
With the dawn resuscitation of
the citizens reflected in a now
tricolor cycling.
but it might be only me
I like the opening and the ending lines especially
It is good language
doesn't say much Perhaps I am missing the content. I really can be quite thick.