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Graffiti Descending
by D. Xavier BariLong have the eyes watched the scrawl,
the bellow and the call of the wild
stain upon streaks of active thought
spontaneously erupting into themes
ranging from love through wanderlust.
These statements wailing over tidings
of giddy-minding and dime novel irony,
off the beaten path past little windows
where the tiny minds and troublekinds
unleash empires of madness in lockstep.
Mock urban posh wrought with suburban din
and meek, simple dreams sliced wide open
where the great whites circle feverishly,
the prattle assailing the sanity in ways
that no amount of whitewash, nay eyewash,
can hope to remove from crumbling walls. 06/29/2003 Posted on 06/30/2003
Copyright © 2025 D. Xavier Bari
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/30/03 at 01:04 PM Jagged and gritty observations. A great read and a great source of wisdom. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/07/03 at 04:27 AM From an urbanite by day and suburbanite by nite, I say bravo to you for this fascinating and creative statement, for seeing the art and the humanity in those lines. |
| Posted by Melinda Sordino on 08/27/03 at 04:13 AM wow...what a wonderful piece... |
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