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Poetry Book - 5. National Poetry Month 2018 - Week Two - In A Town Gone Down
In A Town Gone Down
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Sound Poem
Made from various words and phrases and the song lyrics Cafe On The Left Bank by Paul McCartney
Cafe On The Left Bank
Cafe on the left bank, a molten roundabout
Touching all the girls. The sun is going down
Tiny crows in trees around a TV shop
Watching all the girls make a speech
Dancing after midnight in a town I do not know
Continental breakfast and a nocturnal lane
English-speaking people and the windmill churns
Grinding far too loud for their ears
09
Surreal Poem
Based on freewriting
London Town Falling
Golden towers towering high
Walls of papier-mâché
Black teardrops all around
The walls are just facade
Purple haze and purple rain
Ghosts of windmills grind
Dancing in the molten town
All the blue whales whine
The crows keep watching from a tree
The leaves are lying on the ground
Brownish rustling as you leave
The defunct London town
The sun hangs low and teardrops fall
Into the molten underground
People grin, day after day
But no one hears a sound
Ancient lore and ancient time
Smiling at a whitish sheep
Watching girls and drinking wine
A black cat’s in the street
All the leaves are crushed and dead
London town is falling down
All the golden spires fall
Into the molten underground
Where are the people? Where’s the sheep?
We don’t know and we don’t care
Where are the crows that sat in trees
Watching people speak?
Dancing like a madman
The world keeps spinning round
Laughing like a madman
In a town that’s going down
Where’s the windmill? Where’s the lane?
Where am I? Am I still insane?
Where’s the town called London town?
I’m dancing in the fallout rain
Forever and ever and ever more
No one dares and no one cares
And no one knows
Anything anymore
10
Meter: Dactyl
Fallen the Spires
Fallen the glorious spires and
Molten the pavement of London Town
Doomed are the people and
Silenced the croaks of the crows
11
Cinquain
Molten
The pavement and
Fallen the golden spires
The croaks of the crows are silenced
For good?
12
Cinquain
Each time
The windmill grinds
At the sound of the world
At recollections of our life
Listen
13
Petit Récapitul Portatif
Based on random Wikipedia articles
March 31, 1978, London Town
For Carol Fair
London. Who named it Neutropolis -
The meaning of the name's uncertain -
Following the Infinite Crisis?
The Doomsday Book records that it was
A city integrated into
The Union Township, a shipping point
Areas of habitat remained
Designated place in the province
And a framework of Project Culture
Almost inaccessible Islands
14
Headline Poem
Words and lines taken from article Headlines
London Down
A bloody day in London Town
Drama underway in UK
Protesters demand justice over the deaths
Labour takes control of London town halls
And Victoria's Secret angels touched down in
London Town
The public is not so patriotic
Activist speaks to Obama in meeting
Still got love for London Town?
15
Cento
Based on song lyrics containing the words London Town
Broken Sound
London down, come gather round
The sound of breathing and crying hearts
Refugees of broken sound
A foggy day, it had me low
Then bells rang out in London Town
And London Bridge came tumbling down
Thank the Lord I’m here at last
I’ve since become a different man
For suddenly I saw you there
The waiter brought white wine and red
Revolutions holds us bound and
Silver rain was falling down
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