Becoming the City
I add an extra coat of mascara
Using the spiky skyline as my muse
Those chock-a-block avenues
Call for excessive eyeliner
But I set aside the scarlet lip dye
Don’t want to compete
With the sound of sirens
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You have your recent city time to draw on. I like the makeup metaphor.
ReplyDeleteYou are turning into quite the urban poetess.
ReplyDeleteI love when poets play with words. Well done!
ReplyDeleteHey, that's Times Square!
ReplyDeleteI like the "lipstick = sirens" image.
Yes - you packed a lot into a small piece. Good work. Maybe send to Peadar for the Bus magazine..?
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Nice write ! Your dead on with the mascara! and I totally tone down my lipstick in New York- thanks.
ReplyDeleteLove the picture, the play on words, the make up metaphor.
ReplyDeleteMakes me want to visit the city... but which one?
ReplyDeleteOh, nice.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff. Especially the double meaning on sirens. I see what you did there. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant word play Bug!!!
ReplyDeleteGreat playing around with words and metaphores. I love this one.
ReplyDeleteI love it. And the photograph is perfect for the poem.
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
I don't think you need the red lip dye. Your words paint the picture of a vamp through and through.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great little write...I like this...a lot! One of your best, Bug...
ReplyDeleteBeware sirens with scarlet lips...
ReplyDeleteDon’t want to compete
ReplyDeleteWith the sound of sirens
Amazingly done! I love the mascara reference ... Just an absolutely PERFECT response to this. BRAVO!