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Street Sweeper

Street Sweeper

A Poem by Einstein Noodle
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I read "Don’t Worry About Me" A Poem by Annette Pisano-Higley and was inspired to write on the same subject ... not necessarily the same vein ;) here is a link to her poem .. http://www.writerscafe.o

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Street Sweeper

 

Cadillac  black lacquered deep

cocooned coffin sleep

Extended cab repleat
Western horizon sky creeping purple and 

Grey on the velvety bed

Arial acrobatic eyes scanning 

Dandelion puff
 
                       float down.
Witching hours cleaning time.
 
Dirge City. The

sweeping .......... the
sweeping streets
leaving worn steely bristles at the gutter
                      
                 
                       sweeping you                                                          
sweeping me               -            sweeping.


02/15/2019
E.

© 2019 Einstein Noodle


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forgive me if i got swept way in your musings..... (Annette could inspire a brick into a broach by the way) this is has a fine meditational tone of death in the depths of your deep lacquered finish but also a nice sense of a rebirth in its catching clutch. much tween the lines in here good sir

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

you read me as the proverbial book sir ...thanks so much for taking time here :) and I agree about A.. read more



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Gene, when I was a kid,
Growing-up in the ghettos, we had no paved streets in our neighborhood (not enough tax value, no doubt), so we had no street sweepers, but I've been downtown when they came whirr-rr-rrring by to stir dust and coat everything in the early morning dew to a thin coat of mud to dry at sunset on cars, windows, and sidewalks, and shame on ya if you're walking home from an all-nighter.
Our streets are paved now, first with brick, then with asphalt and concrete … didn't want you to think we're not up-n-comers ; LOL!
Still, in the hollows of your poem, I sense colored sunsets sweeping lovers in the magic of sensual hues, even a tinge of death, a life is swept into the unknown … this is a work of abstract imagination for me, too, prompted by imagery from your deftly creative pen.

Thank you, My Friend, for sweeping through my grey-matter! ⁓ Richard 🍃

Posted 1 Day Ago


Einstein Noodle

1 Day Ago

wht a pleasure to have your sensitive erading of this Richard ... love that all those things popped .. read more
wow, E.
i think you just inspired me with this one...i started remembering the Bronx streets...
and those folks who hung out there having to avoid the sweepers.
but i am reminded of lonely hearts as well...and how when the sun goes down they are swept into that sadness of being alone.
beautiful, expressive write,
and as for your "about me"---we have been and will continue to be blessed by YOUR presence here at WC...
you have much wisdom and even more heart.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

2 Months Ago

jacob you have made my day this morning already...its 2:52 AM ;) so thank you very much ... i know y.. read more
excellent thought flow, making the mundane alive, good use of words,

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

thanks gram! and great to be getting to know you :) those steel bristles that that would come loose .. read more
a clever, cleansing write. ouch, sounds a bit painful. made me feel like a piece of white trash. thank Heaven for recycling huh - gives us all more chances before we're retired to the scrap heap ... :)

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

yes .. a lot like you poem "Burdens" eh!? ... i have vivid memories of the sweepers ... the quiet ho.. read more
Pete

3 Months Ago

where i currently live, they come by each morning between 4-6 am. usually wakes me up, especially i.. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

:) i am old and usually up before then ... have had a couple cups of coffee and time to wax poetic ;.. read more
So honored to have inspired this E.- thank you so much for the mention! “Dirge City”- so appropos to the content of this vignette. The period at the end of the sentence-nailed shut. Imagery stark, great dramatic pauses and use of alliteration, repetition. Just a hearse. Just a dandelion. Just a sweeper, a weeper- the clean-up of a life. One hand clapping for a life extinguished. Brilliiant my friend.


Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

i am truly humbled by your review Annette ..thank you so much ...you are gracious and encouraging .... read more
What a beautiful, poignant write that took me into those quiet morning streets, empty except for the sweepers whispering over the world. There is a cleansing here, all we are, all we see, being washed and made new. Wondrous.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

thanks owl ... those streets are still, silent, calm and then the sweeps ;) really feel gratified an.. read more
I see images of a Hearst and funny enough I see The Doors Riders on the storm video clip. Not the best of jobs but like them we do sweep our problems away or in a pile to deal with later. Nice writing Sir.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

a great song for the Doors ... did you know that Jimmy was also a poet? his drug induced "transcende.. read more
andrew mitchell

3 Months Ago

Oh I got your drift Gene indeed he who holds the broom sweeps! My pleasure to read Gene.
at the end of the day, he appears to sweep dirt, echoed voices & expired feelings.. and we, carelessly begin a brand new day thinking that yesterday had gone by itself.
not all heroes wear capes!!

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

i feel pretty darn gratified by your review Golden! thank you for taking time .. your insights on th.. read more
goldenscar__

3 Months Ago

You're welcome. It's a pleasure reading your work. You are welcome anytime to visit my profile. =)
And when at last the busy city sleeps. He, who goes unseen...sweeps.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

that's it Cherrie ... an ethereal time when all the city sleeps ... but the sweep ;) thank you for r.. read more
Cherrie Palmer

3 Months Ago

A million years ago when I lived in Tulsa I worked for 7Eleven on the midnight shift (I have work.. read more
Now this is a use of words. A playing with words. Beauty about the mundane. It begs the question in this way how can anything be seen as mundane. This is not just about street sweepers. Nor is it merely a musing.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

:) no its not Sir Ken ... and thank you so much for stopping by and reviewing ... i must get over to.. read more

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