Familiarity breeds contempt.
The psychedelic neon signs.
A visual insanity.
Create intricate designs
that linger momentarily.
They are designed to catch the eye
which they did successfully.
Illuminating passers by
in garish colours constantly.
We can ignore them easily.
They have become familiar.
part of our past history.
We have become particular.
Their garish colours are a bore
they don’t intrigue us any more.
Friday,18 February 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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