This is one I wrote and had published somewhere or other. I believe it was online and the site is no longer around - which could mean one of two things. A) They were less concerned with paying the bills as they were with publishing poetry, or B) I'm the Ted McGinley of poetry and, if you're publishing a poem by Dr. Zombie, you'd best get ready to start bailing because your boat's a-sinking!!!
Anyway, the poem below's a short piece I wrote when I was in college and - truth be told - I still kind of like the imagery in it. Especially the juxtaposition of the imagery in the context of sound.
It's one of the few poems I wrote that I actually like... so take that for what it's worth. Either way, I still suck at poetry....
Parade of Souls
dancing in the empty streets
between the silent buildings
the smiley moon
and flickering street lamps
They pass soundlessly
through the stillness
and move on
through the night
their tattered shrouds
endless roar of silence.
I have no idea what it's about, it was mostly just an experiment in imagery.
So... feel free to look at it and comment away. Don't be shy... and don't worry about my feelings. Part of being an amoral sociopath means I can't be hurt by criticism... which is cool, right?
Watch for my next post where I'll share one of my favorite TS Eliot poems.