Nightscape

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London by nightscape

Say ‘night-life’ and picture where the wild things
hunt along surreptitious byways
or flip a coin and scan a panoramic London vibe
the gatherings that drink and chink in luminous offices
so much laughter, so many jostling for position
cramped as cranes alongside their glass-eyed constructs
they blink and sniff red-nosed at the skyline
where helicopters probe like city raptors

riverboats become bars and bars swim
with spilt liquor and the swell of voices
begging to be heard – rough sleepers plea too
their dogs wrenching coins from kind hearts
only the backstreet resonates with rural roots
rats make a bid for the refuse bins
foxes follow glove-footed in their tracks
out of a side door a girl tumbles in the gutter
predators in parked cars seize the moment

Kim prompts us to pen some lines for a night time view of a real or imagined city

16 comments

  1. You gave us the wild side of city life from surreptitious byways, rough sleepers and people as predators waiting to seize a moment to rob someone~ This is other side of city living and I see it too in my city sadly ~

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  2. “where the wild things hunt along surreptitious byways” “helicopters probe like city raptors” “riverboats become bars and bars swim with spilt liquor” – what’s not to make me go ‘way-hay!’ What a fine evocation of sleazy city living, Laura.

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      1. So glad about that. Bolstered – we could all do with a bit of that now and then, but only metaphorically speaking. The other sort seems to fly unseen out of the stratosphere and then materialize on one’s waistline.

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