City Birds
A.
Laying seven eggs
in the A of the Walgreen’s sign
City birds get by
B.
Nestled in the rafters
of a high-rise parking garage
City birds still sing
C.
The songs of city birds
Sound every bit as sweet
As on lovely country lanes
Ecosystem Assistance
Everyone does what they can.
At lease I hope that’s true.
Wouldn’t it be great if we had the technology
to reverse the effects of plastics in the environment?
Wouldn’t it be wonderful
If we could?
Of course,
It’s not enough
to take plastic out of the environment,
We have to stop putting it there!
Country in the City
The rain softly fell and soaked into the ground
though there wasn’t much soil to soak.
The trees were so green and full
the grass so lush and green
A Robin Redbreast hopped around and found
breakfast for his family
Dogs in the park frolicking in the mist
enjoying each other’s company
In the background,buses and cars and big trucks huffing and puffing
along the highways without regard to the
tiny bit of country set in the middle of the big city
Acres Of Green [Prompt 27-28]
They call this city,
Dirty
The shitty,
Too busy,
Crowded …
Shrouded
in media spin.
Tourists expect rude,
Crude …
City of sin!
We are not
without guilt;
No doubt …
We were built,
of cement!
We never sleep,
ours dreams …
we will keep.
A tree grew here,
more then …
just a few!
A touch of green,
is always seen.
On rooftops …
Lo, the beloved park;
Offering acres of green!
We will lead the way,
if you say,
you’d like to stay.
New York City
take no pity!
See the green …
the trees …
the grass …
the kind we do not
smoke;
Unless you ask!
Sleep My Darling
I dream of you
lay my head to rest
and pray
imagine the wind
is a gentle caress
a blessing from beyond
I curse the day
you walked away
my tortured soul
manufactures lies.
easy to imagine
your shadow plays upon the wall
do you cling to her
like you clung to me?
are you lying there
heart stopped by foul play?
is your wandering mind,
lost in a time warp?
Come back to me
and sleep my darling
by my side once more
no questions will I pose
as you repose in peaceful bliss
history expunged, nothing amiss
22 – in the cracks
deep in the concrete jungle,
there is a small oasis
hidden in the courtyard of aging hotel,
a forgotten service entrance,
cracked sidewalk,
seeds blown
caught in the crevice’s
dust gathered by rain,
layers
roots growing down,
limbs shooting up,
a nest
fertilizer,
a leaky pipe,
a small lake,
flowers bloom
bees,
drink,
the sweet nectar,
a hive,
a little jungle
that no one sees.
The Key
An arched gable leads out
To a field of molten sunshine
A tempting promise
As I peek through closed doors
Hoping to find a key that fits
I Lived
Danced with the devils,
Sat with some angels,
And I found my soul.
I found my yesterdays,
And my todays,
Possibly my tomorrow.
Filled with joy,
With each of them.
I sang to the moon,
Cried to the trees,
But I lived.
Online,
Offline,
And a mixture of both,
Created my world,
And brought me to my loves.
Erase
What is coming along?
I catch myself thinking that the man
can stop my wonder
I was wrong, but
not confident in my sort
Most of the want
just belongs to money.
I know money.
Once in, you can
swirl the crowd of people,
eyes rapidly searching
for the perfect
I think talent
don’t get far
until you are allowed
luxury
Book: Girl in Pieces by Kathleen Glasgow