Written for: April 2021 PAD Challenge - Day 16
"Write a City poem"
In early rose-gold dawn of city
how bare-boned and empty buildings seem
on ghostlike streets, night workers only
returning home before streets teem
with nine-to-fivers, food vendors, chatter.
Lunchtime on sunny days find benches filled–
an hour to shop, eat, and banter
until day resumes, and work is fulfilled.
When rush hour ends and people are home
the City comes to life in lights–
marquees on Broadway, film, and Restaurant Row.
A city is magical at night.
We look forward to gaining back our lives,
and hope all our pleasures are revived.
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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Wonderful. Such hope !!!