the sound pummels
like a billow
from the blue
like a punch
as a car
roars
down the street
hear the leaves
feel the buffet
the rattle of windows
a violence blown
in a gasp of power
another car
another gust
another blow
© Frank Prem, 2017
October 2017 Poem #10: sweeping
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Like the “sound” of this one Frank, the ‘billow from the blue’ and the ‘gasp of power.’ Maybe it’s cars or maybe it’s something, or someone, else… Very enjoyable. 😃
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Cheers Steve. The magical streetscape strikes again!
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