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A Poem by RobertRonnow


Author: RobertRonnow
Created: October 28, 2015 at 06:02 am
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Free Verse | Writing | General/Other
Upload Stats: 4.5 Stars by 2 users with 2 comments and 141 views

Not enough heat  

Not enough heat. Snow. Cold. and now rain
on Tuesday morning. traffic sloshes to work.
it is cloudy for the second straight day. the snow
was magical only for an hour. businesses might
have closed. now it's melting in a cold rain.

is the city depressing me? i ride the subway
and the people no longer seem beautiful. the noise
is just noise, no longer the power of God. i sit
slumped, still at ease, but no longer playing
with the eyes of other passengers. glance at the ads
and then go to sleep with my eyes open.

it is winter, and it should have its effect. the
difficult, dangerous season when weak creatures die
and the strong barely survive. why expect
much heat to mitigate it and the happiness of Spring?
accept cold and discomfort and the bad sound made.
it is a poor city, the seasons touch us. there is
not enough heat. snow. cold. and now rain.


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M-Uselli
October 28, 2015
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I feel so lucky to live in a village. Things can seem timeless, and the scenery is breath-taking. Ok, so people know each other's business, and that can prove awkward. But, on the whole, we are more willing to help each other, as there is a real sense of community. Cities may have more in the way of entertainment and diversions, but, after a while, they can pale. And they seem so grimy and horrible. Mr Lockwood is right - the rural world is right for me too!
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ALEXJLOCKWOOD
October 28, 2015
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It is pouring down here. The English weather is never the same two days in a row. And we never know when we will next get snowfall at Xmas. When it happens, the world seems, albeit briefly, a much better place, cleaner somehow, as though imperfections have been blotted out. I don't think I could live in a busy city now, as I like peace and quiet. And they seem so claustrophobic. Give me the countryside any day....
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