A Dublin Tenement.

Talking street talk

by a crowded corner

time touching nine

wind rustles pages

of a racing paper

hope, expectation

a small bet each way

Beyond,

a spiral staircase

shouting children play

in and out of washing lines

flags of a fleet

in a concrete bay

and all the while

the time draws near

when they too shall gather

talking street talk

by a crowded corner

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  • ashan1614 on Feb 10, 2010

    One thing I haven’t seen so much of anymore is laundry hanging out to dry…. this reminds me of a simpler time.

  • Leonardo da Vinci E. on Feb 10, 2010

    your style is fresh and descriptive, inviting us to learn of a new place.

  • yes me on Feb 10, 2010

    Well, I remember well…. and there are still certain corners, in Glasgow…. were life still unfolds, like your piece.

    Great share, the imagery, the flow, nice one all together.

  • AlmaG on Feb 10, 2010

    Street talking.. this reminded me of the ways people are before when I was younger.

  • chellsy on Feb 10, 2010

    very good article

  • Guy Hogan on Feb 10, 2010

    The cycle of life is nicely captured in this poem.

  • Ruby Hawk on Feb 10, 2010

    I liked your poem, although we lived in a small town when my boys were kids so they didn’t have a street corner to hang out on. They did have a parking lot they gathered on Friday night and lined their cars up to ride up and down the main drag. (when they could get away with it)

  • bluray on Feb 10, 2010

    Very nice poem..

  • LoveDoctor on Feb 10, 2010

    Street talking. There are kids who still hang out in the street to play football in my neighborhood. Great imagery.

  • Jenilia12 on Feb 11, 2010

    very well expressed.

  • seoprofessional on Feb 11, 2010

    nice post

  • seema1962 on Feb 11, 2010

    Great imagination.

  • sambhafusia on Feb 11, 2010

    good imagination…nice..

  • fragile18 on Feb 11, 2010

    nice

  • ganeshgolha on Feb 11, 2010

    Great share! Nice work, also give feedback to my work your valuable feedback will help me to improve my writing skills.

  • martie on Feb 11, 2010

    wonderful poem. Where I grew up we didn’t have a street just miles and miles of dirt road.

  • mkd1788 on Feb 11, 2010

    good piece…great job..

  • 8Shei8 on Feb 11, 2010

    Reminded me of the younger days.

  • diamondpoet on Feb 11, 2010

    Ah this really brings back memories, but I am glad I learned real english.

  • albert1jemi on Feb 11, 2010

    excellent poem

  • Netty net on Jun 3, 2010

    Lively poet, I like how kids playing making noise.

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