I Am A Witness

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Street View  (posted by Lillian)
Five street art images.  Let the image be your starting point.


I saw them. I am a witness
to every hue of flower
you can imagine. Where?
There. In that junkyard
of old tires, wires, auto
frames with rust stains.
Back when I was a child
this was a field. Grass
grew, flowers flourished.
On other side, a sand lot
where baseball was encouraged.
A lively, colorful place. Scary,
isn’t it, that our government
did not take science seriously.
Pictures you have seen in books
do not do their beauty justice. 
I know. I saw them.
I am a witness.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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16 Responses to I Am A Witness

  1. Pictures you have seen in books
    do not do their beauty justice

    Those were the days when the environment and surroundings were naturally beautiful covered with colors. Not anymore! A pity!



  2. Sumana Roy says:

    isn’t it, that our government
    did not take science seriously.”…..Scary indeed!


  3. Frank Hubeny says:

    A good description of a formerly flowering field that is now a junk yard.


  4. lillian says:

    A WONDERFUL take on the prompt and telling the “story” that this art evokes. Sadly, we are all witness to the demise of so many things. And oh yes….if the collective “we” does not heed the warnings, so much shall disappear….the beauty shall be but a memory…the glaciers existing in photos taken on cruises and hikes. That former flowering lot….now a junkyard of our expendables. Well done.


  5. This was dystopian but it can be true…


  6. Grace says:

    isn’t it wonderful to be a witness ~ I hope we take care of the place Sara as I can’t imagine the time it will all be just in books ~


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