The Alley

WL Schuett

don't go down this alley 

where truth is told , broken bottles 

captured spirit, a complete dead end 

 

lost and fobidden ,all alone 

footsteps echo, over your shoulder 

behind your back something slithers 

 

bravery runs, courage falters 

garbage reeks , light bulbs flicker 

the truth in loneliness abides 

 

fish bones and alley cats 

deep , dark, frightening an open door 

slimey slippery there is no exit 

 

an alley 

where truth and honesty thrives 

an alley 

where only the tough survive 

just an alley 

do you dare go down alone 

  • Author: WL (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 25th, 2017 09:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Michael Edwards

    I daren't without my comfort blanket - great chill write Bill.

  • Christina8

    A chilling write, WL! wonder if I've been down this alley or just in my nightmares. This is simply excellent! Also enjoyed the painting!

  • Louis Gibbs

    We all must go down our dark alleys alone. This one sounds like a particularly challenging one, for sure! Well penned, WL!

  • FredPeyer

    Great, great writing, WL! For these kind of alleys I have two Samoan friends who are built like linebackers!

  • malubotelho

    This poem reminded me of a Copacabana gallery at night when the stores are closed and if you live there at the building or you need to visit someone there, it gives me chills just to think. I've been in that alley someday. I had to literally run with my heart racing. Awesome writing.

  • Accidental Poet

    I wouldn't go down that alley no matter how many went with me. Not when there so many other well lit alleys. ; )

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write. If we do go down that alley, which many of us do, and come out we will be a stronger better person for it.

    There is so much to be seen in that artwork, the more i look the more I see - brilliant.

  • chinaaliciarivera

    This poem gives you some interesting visuals in your mind. It makes me think of the life of an alley cat, or of homeless people. Their experiences. Their feelings. Interesting. Very interesting. Nice write. 💕 ❤ 😊



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