Dylan's City

 

The serpentine chain of terraced houses

With their congregation of chimneys

Cloak the hills

Below the City Centre thrives

On tearooms and cafés

With free Wi-Fi and cookies on trays

People live in the cyber world of smart phones

Some pause to drop pennies for songs of praise

Especially those who have nothing more to lose

Life moves at a fast pace

But the past exerts itself

Resists change

Poetry still echoes in the streets

Of Swansea

Verses glow in Brunswick

Or the Uplands Tavern

Poets still meet at the DTC*

They read

To keep the ghost of Dylan alive

And not far

The bay caresses the oyster mouth road

Gently.

 

Dr Shehzad Latif

 

*Dylan Thomas Centre

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was invited to the Lord Mayors Mansion house by personal invitation to attend the centenary celebrations of Dylan Thomas. The poem was based on the theme.

View shazi's Full Portfolio
emmenay's picture

STRIKES THE HEART

This one strikes the heart. You have amalgamated the present, past and future so nicely. I wish you compose many more poems like this one. May God Almighty bless you!


Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.

Pen name:Emmenay.

Yahoo email ID:Ambitious7

Initials: M.N. Ahmed.

palewingedpoetess's picture

This was very beautiful Shazi.............

I personally think one of the best poems you have written............ Inspiration is a grand thing huh? Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.

shazi's picture

Thank you

Hi Melissa, thank you for your kind comments. I try my best. One good news I wanted to share with you. I have for the 2nd year running been commended in a very prestigious competition called the Hippocrates Initiative. There are more than 1000 entries from 31 countries and i have ended up being in the top 20. Google "the hippocrates prize" for poetry and medicine and let me know. How is his highness, any contact? 

palewingedpoetess's picture

Congrads..............

I've not heard from him in like 6 months. He made a quick phone call wishing me a belated happy birthday. You probably know more of what he is doing than me.  Again congrads on the poem entry.........M.