Apartment on Tremont St., Boston, December 29th, 2004 by Kalikala Smith Peering from around a well traveled and less observed road We notice the burnt layers of red Striking in the fall, bleak in winter What delight it must have seen When women in petitcoats strolled by And young children frolicked around its strong foundation Now these cold brick walls witness the brown slush of winter and drive by shootings and millions of people honking their horns polluting the South End with sounds of irritation and annoyance And the building looks on with barred windows and fourteen locks to open just the front door. 01/24/2005 Posted on 01/24/2005 Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Christel Crews on 01/25/05 at 01:12 AM very well written!! i could see each image you've painted and its so sad yet so true... Posted by Matt Forget on 01/25/05 at 04:19 PM Excellent work! I love it. Would you believe that every word you said fits exactly to the area of Boston. However, the South End is so pretty. Drive by shootings are just not allowed! We need to hang out sometime and get some lunch. I know a great place! Ok, listen to me just ramble on and on about stuff....call me sometime.....Nice work! :) Posted by Richard Vince on 05/11/06 at 06:03 PM mm. evocative stuff. i often find myself having similar thoughts about some parts of Nottingham, particularly the original Boulevards [Gregory, Radford, Lenton and Castle] that were built in the Victorian era as elegant, tree lined avenues with impressive three storey terraced houses but are now quite heavily trafficked and mostly in rather dodgy areas of the city. very nicely done. Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/06/06 at 04:36 AM Enjoyed your writing here. Thanks for the read. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)