poems written on the fly

Destination Street

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 4 March 2008 at 4:37 pm

Black street
blacker heart

Someday the road
will end
in dust

And no one
will care
to even give it a name

(D. James)

  1. I like how you described the street. I wonder if their was another meaning behind it then a street. Peace

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 439 other followers