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The 50 Dream

by William Brunk

Been chasin’ down the fifty dream
Where it’s all been done or so it seems
I sing my song to empty ears
Where people laugh and sip their beers

Back alleys welcome downtown folks
Where mascara runs from boys with jokes
The heat rides high to hunt us down
But Loyal lips don’t make a sound

The cars they scream their hectic songs
While red light’s voice remains so strong
For no one man can pass with ease
The city’s gate will charge her fees

Cold air sees with drunken sight
The Young run wild to make their flight
To put their arms around tonight
If nothing else but for the fight

Growing older in my new haven
I’m so high like the eastern raven
Hear them sing long island sounds
That kiss the cheek of nine square towns

A land where queens and captains dance
Where providence meets plush romance
Salt marsh plants no seed of doubt
Where sox of red will not fade out

Rivers mystic drown my sorrow
Hope your face I see tomorrow
Snap your fingers and I’ll be gone
Inside my dream that wakes at dawn
























04/12/2007

Posted on 08/31/2009
Copyright © 2021 William Brunk

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 09/01/09 at 02:09 AM

A snap of the fingers and we'll all be gone. Welcome to Pathetic and nicely done.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 09/03/09 at 06:13 PM

It's a world of chaos, young or old. You capture this moment and reel it in...welcome to pathetic!

Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 09/05/09 at 03:19 AM

the natural flow of your words, and the easy, natural rhyme are a pleasure to read. as a long island transplant to CA, loving verse 5. i've only read it twice and i think i've got it memorized! definitely adding to favorites so i can visit again, worth re-reading many times!

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 09/18/09 at 02:27 AM

Well done Will. Welcome to Pathetic....CharMin

Posted by Agnes Eva on 09/29/09 at 12:58 PM

you wrap the story around the reader and keep the corn out of the rhyme. well done!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/07/09 at 02:49 AM

"Where mascara runs from boys with jokes" - I like it all, but this line is such a visual delight. I also love the idea at the end of you disappearing inside your dream. This moves fast, flows well, and keeps the reader on her toes. Thank you.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/07/09 at 04:26 PM

Congrats on POTD!

Posted by Maria Massarella on 10/07/09 at 10:12 PM

Congratulations! on the dream that has been chased to glow in POTD skies. Lovely-lovely read. Thank you.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 10/16/09 at 12:45 AM

Fascinating reflection on night life in the city - at least a lively segment of it.

Posted by Matthew Sharp on 07/08/10 at 06:20 PM

awesome william...creative and illuminating:)

Posted by Doreen Cavazza on 05/03/11 at 11:15 PM

Fabulous imagery and song-like flow. Why am I reminded of Steinbeck when I read this? The rhyme is natural and doesn't sound at all forced. I love this.

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