7:45 p.m. by HappyDance
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Description
the city is so quiet
its abandonded streets
strangely surreal.
I cross against the light.
only the homeless
seem at home
wandering aimlessly
through an empty house.
up three concrete flights
coasting down the ramps
sliding across asphalt ribbons
crossing town
chopping it into blocks.
black birds line a dull
rectangular, ordinary
building- nondescript
otherwise. an otherwise
spectacularly slient giant
watching me sneaking
out of town and slipping
toward home again.
home where no one waits.
but I am not alone...
my heart is so full
you live in this place
where I hold you eternally-
and I am like the city
strangely at peace...
Comments (4)
auntietk
This is a wonderful description of a city during it's uninhabited hours. I remember driving through Seattle early on a Sunday morning - it's quite eerie.
mamabobbijo
Lovely descriptive words! I'm browsing the gallery to find what I've missed, and discover another writer. We are few here, welcome a little late. We have some challenges going. A poetry in motion and a Summer Haiku, we can always use more wordsmiths. BJ
se_400_Lux
fine sublime piece with darkness on the surface lightness-deeper ...to Hope good tying of the end back around to the beginning
PhrankPower
The city is empty and your heart is full. Such an intriguing contrast. However both, no doubt, are probably exaggerations. But by how much I must wonder? Things just dont come as clear as wed like, one must presume. I think... But your description of slipping through the city is dead on. We just can't see it all, as is with everything. I would think...