FROM THE POET

This is a series of poems written by John Svododa over a number of years. There are times of peak-where numerous poems were written & there are also times of lows where there are long periods between each poem. As the author is trying to reach a goal of 1001 (and then retire!!) it was never envisaged that this would be done over a short period of time. Poems can be humorous, ridiculing someone or something, show a meaning of hurt or love or even project feelings that not necessarily be directed to the same person/thing, can be a reflection of life or to be life. Most poems are trying to send a message to the reader be it not understandable or nonsense.

The idea of this poet is not to have any ill feelings against anyone but to be read by young whom can learn about life – and by the elderly look back at what could have been. Some are very personal- but who cares when you are currently living in a life that has total enjoyment. Suggestion is not to criticize but to take in the enjoyment of creative poetry make it meaningful and thus may be you can be an author.

SO NOW:

Please Read On!

Tuesday, 12 August 1986

Poem Number 153 - Energy Consumed - 12/8/1996

We as people, daily consume all sorts of energy,
Whether it is from within us or outside us.
We will never realize how much we do use,
Until the days you are by yourself, paying bills.

It gets to me, especially in such a big city,
That there is traffic control signals, still alight,
Running right through the twenty-four hours a day,
Advising the vehicles to “stop” or even “go” their own way.

And yet, only an hour before sunset,
The streets light are alit, so bright.
They glow to ensure drivers can see better,
But little do they know they are turned off, as soon as sunrise arises.

The concrete man-made constructions of buildings,
Leap up towards the dark not seen sky,
Some of which have patterns of lights,
Some of them will remain in dark, till peak hour crowd.

There are businesses of all kinds,
Advertising them to open a door to a new customer,
And yet, how many of us would reach such a thing,
Just as you’re driving yourself, to and from home. 

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