[Mr. Trouble]

The world seemed to blur by
like smog from passing cars and
the impartial flourescence of
city nights as the
smoke from our cigarettes rose

my bare feet played
in the iridescent glimmer
of an oil spill

As someone
groped for the
broken glass of a beer bottle.

[potter573]

Is this a complete poem? It doesn't make any sense to me. Also you need to think on what words to finish a line.

Nice imagery. Really the imagery in the first stanza is good but the point of the poem is missing.

[Katya]

I like it. It is something new, something puzzling, something that we don't quite understand and makes us think. I always feel that a poem, in order to be respected how it should, should be written with the proper spelling. Unless, of course, it was an intentional choice.

Very nice, uncliche, free style poem. Reminds me of the avant-garde picture movement captured in a poem.