Welcome to the Block

Welcome to the Block

A Poem by Frederick Kesner


Curses lick with jest
at the small
of your back,
then they sear -
stinging hot:

Look around,
oath on jaundiced cloud;
kids with eyes
big as watermelons
hold the prods of hell's burning.


© 2010 Frederick Kesner

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Nothing so painful as the mockery of the children on the block. Well-written and thought-provoking.

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Added on November 24, 2010
Last Updated on November 24, 2010


Frederick Kesner
Frederick Kesner

Brisbane, West Moreton, Australia

My life is one poetic journey. If I am not reading or writing poetry, I simply live it. To me the experience of poetry should be such - to breathe it, create it, and receive it from poems and lives th.. more..