Fedoras

funny, how fedoras look
out of place today
incongruous
anachronistic
on the wrong face

they belong to an era
an era of granite and steel
angles
corners burly
grey
masses
seething
steam-pipes
hissing at your heels
mambo mainstreaming
downtown
slick
neon and rain
street lamp halos
naughahide hangouts
groucho mugs
staring into a life sentence
of toxic tedium
constant grumblings of corruption
of the higher-ups
penthouse thugs
rumbling and tumbling
fedoras cocked

hmmm!
now that I think about it
not much has changed
except
fedoras still seem out of place
today

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

Comments

Cool subject

Not my style of poem, but a well balanced piece from beginning circling to the ending. A very cool subject for a poem. wesley

thanks Wesley.

thanks Wesley.
Personal taste in art styles is perfectly natural...not dismissing a piece simply because of style is unnatural (does not come naturally), requiring insight, maturity, open mindedness, and highly developed empathy....you must be a cool kinda' guy!

thanks again for your comments