Prompt: Write a poem that employs a rhyme scheme.
There’s details and then there’s beauty. The two are not necessarily intertwined. Inspired by a pretty picture, comes the not so pretty details ensconced in the scene. Maybe that can be beautiful…
Streets
Scuffling shoes, soles petting the pavement
Loose change, to the ground coins skitter
White paint, spilled in lines down a crossing
Foil and crumbs, wrappers gifted below as litter
Foul filth, vomit and spit smeared on the sidewalk
Drunken piss, perfumed scent of the alley
Graffiti, spray paint seeping into brick walls
Scratched lines, a homeless man’s daily tally
Dusty cars, parked lazily in the lot
Chewing gum, cemented like dots of colour
Shops and stores, windows donning ‘closed’ signs
Streets, fluidly weaving into another and another
The Tea-Infused Typewriter 