La Cuidad
stone, mortar, steel, and glass
stalwart and stately, the city beckons
scintillating with light and people.
the glory of mankind.
complex construction, supporting heights
unbound, roof-top gardens and fields of windows
reflecting clouds, sky, and other buildings
looking in upon itself.
no difference between day or night
or self and other
the anonymous everyone.
Hello Carol,
I like this one as well. I have lived in cities and traveled through them at various times and your poem echoes my feelings of why I dont like them. You should present this one to our group
Oliver