by Keith D Allison
In movement of time
in the heat of arid winds
thirty walked and live
most knowing the other's name
Today things have changed a bit
few would know four of neighbors named
yet, the heat of arid winds
are still felt in Las Vegas today
Posted on 08/16/2006
Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison
|Member Comments on this Poem
|Posted by Jared Fladeland on 08/16/06 at 03:09 PM
Hmmmmmm. I like the word usage.. the rhythm is different, like a cowboy song
|Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 08/16/06 at 11:06 PM
Hi Keith. This has a timeless quality to it. Along with the mystery and economy of words, it's quite memorable. Thanks.
|Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 08/16/06 at 11:11 PM
Shows the gap between us in culture and those before us brilliantly.
|Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 08/19/06 at 04:09 PM
Keith a wonderful rendition of 'then and now' in a few short words ... with a large impact. Super!
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/20/06 at 12:25 PM
Worthy combination of past and present Keith, with a certain sadness in how all cities seem to have the problem cited in the second stanza.