grazed knees

dusk arising


underneath the junction
where the canal runs dry
in motorway shadows
where boy racers fly
stinkweed and passion
in thunderclap reverie
grazed knees in the history
of never meant to be

  • Author: dusk arising (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2022 05:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: a youthful one night stand
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments9

  • Rocky Lagou

    Well that author's note made me see this entirely different, so like "grazed kness" from doing the you know what? Okay love your imagery.

    • dusk arising

      LOL C;mon fess up, what did u think it was about.?

      • Rocky Lagou

        Oral sex. 😱🤪🧐

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      • Fay Slimm.

        Secret low-goings under the bridge - a great way to remember passed happiness Dusky.

        • dusk arising

          What else is there to think about when you see an old rundown waterway in the city lol.
          Joking apart there are places which bring back all sorts of memories both good and bad from a life lived. Some memories i would be pleased to not have but others bring a wry smile.

        • Michael Edwards

          Says it all - and most of us have been there. So well expressed.

          • dusk arising

            Though the footprints are someone else's now.

          • Vamsi Sudha

            Dear Dusk, You always leave your poems to reader's imagination. 🙂
            Open ended poems....hahaha

            • dusk arising

              That bit is relying upon your own imagination. If it is all spelled out in detail where is the poetry?

              • Vamsi Sudha

                haahaha , Very True !!! but atleast leave a Clue 🤣 What made you write it !

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              • Rozina

                Wow, can be imagined.....

                • dusk arising

                  Yes, it was all in my imagination if the truth be known.

                • Goldfinch60

                  In my childhood days I don't reckon any of my friends didn't have scabs on their knees.

                  Andy

                  • dusk arising

                    Scabby knees were a right of passage in short trousered days.

                  • spilleronsheet

                    It sure is open interpretation with a rich imagery….well penned dear Dusk…the imagery notch point, scripting the scene as reader reads by…

                  • Neville


                    ouch I like it .. I like it a whole bloomin lot ..................................... Neville

                  • SureshG

                    Those underpasses hold in their shadows youths passion, that your poetic words so vividly expose.



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