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Saturday, 13 August 2016

Car Park (13 of 365)

Welcome to day 13 of the 365 day poem challenge I set myself. Just to remind all a poem every day and in every poem a word i don't know or to be frank don't understand.

The word of today is ballast, meaning "is material that is used to provide stability to a vehicle or structure."


I was inspired today to write about where I was, the...

Car Park

Suspended horizons and cascading bars
Gleaming fluorescent beams
Smudged concrete

Petrol fumes Echoes
 of choked 
Engines Cloying brown 
smeared air

Persons separated by glass
Separated by blood and glass and
The chassis and the frame and the wheel and the piston drone and the fan belt whirring and the blinkers blinking and the horns blaring 

Stone fortress guarding
Nothing special
Ballast and bastion
Cloudless black

Lost and confused
Directionless pathless
Labyrinthine inhospitable desert
Barren grey




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