Standard Posted by jcd kerwin Posted on 8 November, 2013 Posted under poetry, writing Comments Leave a comment Rush Hour Cracked pavement–photo from Shutterstock Rush Hour JCD Kerwin My ear to the pavement; palms down; eyes closed; I hold my breath and wait for the roar of a hundred screeching tires. (Oct. 2013) Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related asphaltdarkdaydreamsdemonsmetaphorpavementpoetryreflectionrush hourself-worthtireswhat fun! Post navigation ← Jimmy Meta-alert → Leave A Reply Cancel reply Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
J.C.D. KERWIN 