by Desejo
nice... must have watched the movie a hundred times. the music still plays in my head
If you are attempting poetry, you should learn the concept, show not tell. all you have done is tell. Not a poem, just a boring story.
The comments so far are so good one feels reluctant to chime in. I like the balance of this poem achieved by a multi-faceted survey of the subject in sparse words that hit their mark unerringly. The effectiveness of the shifting perspective suggests a writer in control of the artistry evidenced in this poem.
glad i didn't. as one door closes, another one opens....
this write feels in-touch with reality, if that doesn't sound a wishy-washy comment. it's ... right there. your imagery is sound, delivers, and then you place that nice, seemingly simplistic twist on the end with the supposition. a poem that leaves the reader considering the end lines above all else.
maybe he stole away with the caravan....
inside the gold mine
so I woke up this morning
and I got myself a beer
who next from the 27 club?
...maybe he was doing a Brian Jones impersonation...
but he's in a far, far better place, he's with Freddie Mercury now.
Nicely done. I didn't know much about him personally, but I liked his music. An intriguing poem will send me to Google to learn more. This one did.
I like the counterpoint between city of the dead and City of (sound and) Lights.