fading tail lights

very beautifully written mr. norris. i enjoyed this. "where soft sobs as empty buses pass me in the night" this is my favorite phrase. this poem made me close my eyes and imagine myself on a dark empty street with sounds of sobs whisping by me like the wind when a car passes you on the road. this took me to a different place, of loneliness but also hope bravo, sha

This is my favorite of the poems you have posted. There are so many phases here that wet the literary appetite. In your breaking, your gentle folding inward where soft sobs as empty buses pass me in the night Just wonderful. There is more maturity to this poem which is almost immediately more interesting to my eye. This view of fading tail lights, empty streets, cold comfort in the distance walking with me ... these slopes of discontent and impotence, by whose ropes I cannot reach you. So many great images here. And, "...slopes of discontent and impotence..." really works. I do like this new tangent. Regards, bjp

Mr Norris, You capture essence. Beautiful. Thank you. V

poems that take me somewhere either in the past or the future or inbetween. That take me to a place that I have been to before or an image or essence of somewhere. You have told me of an essence of somewhere and I like that a lot. Fleur

The longing was captured well and delivered with with an ease of relating... liked this piece very much... yes, some great lines within this one... In your breaking, I wonder... did you need this first "your"... just a thought that crossed my mind... Richard

well done craig my favourite lines were This view of fading tail lights, empty streets, cold comfort in the distance walking with me made me feel a kind of dread in my stomach but I liked the ending it left me feeling a little better that there was a ray of hope for you ... love J x

In the distance of fading tail lights from the sounds of vehicular retreat, you leave me here to reflect and shine with the oncoming morning sun.

I remember Rett and I having fun on one of your poems the comment got lost and there was this trippy reply going on between you and someone it was great very creative and cool I am sad I never commented on this great poem before this I see you have one in Evolution too You are a great damned poet with a keen edge I enjoy reading your works very much In the city where I once wandered I always remembered the buses late going home or coming around on their routes sometimes people going someplace together It was always painful to see this as I was always alone Not worthy I thought but now just so different or a "Keep Away" element that only the brave dare come close (as lori) good writing my freind