From the Sidewalk

By Richard L. Provencher

Mon, 06 Feb 2012
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We smooch across the
sidewalk as
smokers blow halos
from nearby park benches
leaving cars in
jammed-up parking
lots, and

hurly-burly sounds attract
a sink well of lingering
stares. At the building’s front
door, the owner
fumbles with keys.

I pause on the
sidewalk, cigarette smells
like lurid chatter
in dark alleys, eyes
restless for action. Impatient
on the street, a mob
gathers in the excitement
feet flooding the
sidewalk

voices energized, building
now open. A moment’s
hush as at ebb tide.
Time to play,
Bingo!

© Richard L. Provencher

Certificate U
POETRY - A Passage of Motion 2
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Denzella on
Hello Richard L. Prov, Had me there! "feet flooding the sidewalk" and then Bingo! Thank you much enjoyed. Moya
 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you so much, Moya, for your kind comment. One time, while playing bingo, I said to my wife---"I should simply shout Bingo, and see what happens." "Try it," she answered, "then run before they place you on a barbecue spit." I have since discovered how much of serious event this is.
Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by gerardineanne on
Brought the scene to life,enjoyed very much.

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
And thank you, gera... Some poems are particularly fun to write, and this is one of them. Richard LP
Richard L. Provencher