A flickering shower of sparkling lights have shown us the way.
To the city that owns a parade of proud dreamers.
No matter the weather, they show us both sides.
Sunlight reflects in the glass panes thoughtful gazes.
While the rain brings puddle to give us an upside-down perspective.
It all seems so lovely before we all head home.
Only poets know the truth about the city of dreamers.
For every creator must know that to be a dreamer, you must know both sides.
Look past the sky-scrapers for trees and look past the traffic for rivers.
You will find a bipolar planet showing two halves of a dynamic being.
When the stars come out to bring not only hope but also nightmares.
For not every human simply owns a heart and soul.
We our still a surviving spirit in systems of thin connections.
Nerves in the roots of who we used to be.
Graffiti for eyeshadow and braided sidewalks.
Knowing now forever more that every city owns a skeleton.
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What a beautiful piece of writing!! A most enjoyable read!
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Thank you! I really appreciate such lovely and kind feedback.
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Only Miles Separated From the
City Living In the Forest Jade Oh
Differences
In Building Life
And Nature’s Breath
For Humans Impose Order
In Angles of Buildings They
Construct Straight Lines
When Reality Is Not
Linear At All
Spiralling
In All Directions
Spontaneously Generating
Whatever Colors Nature Births Next
True there is The Chaos Of Nature Ever
Changing And By Story There Are the
Angles And Straight Lines We May even
Bring to The Stories We Create As
Waves Make New Ocean
Shores Grow and
Recede as
Water
Becomes Rain Drops
We Are As Ocean Waves Differently Same
SMiLes We Used to Visit The Casinos in Biloxi
On A Church Tour Bus Once Each Month i always
Wondered Why Folks Stayed in Buildings When The
Beach Invites Unlimited Play FRiEnDS With Gravity A Balancing
Dance For Totally Free As Stars Race Across Our UNiVeRSES Within
Generating Energy So Many Different Colors in Every Point oF LiGHT We aRe
True There Are Poetic Stars And Dances too All the Colors Yet to Paint A New World Now
NaTuRE
Are We
All
Places
We Create Next..:)
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Thank you so much, Frederick. Your comments are always lovely and inspiring. Keep it up. Your personality can spread light.
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SMiles Dear Jade Thank
You For The Inspiration
Every Poem Is A Prompt
That Takes
me Where
i’ve Gone
Presently
Where i Am
New To See
All Of Life
Every Step
A Dance Every
Word A Song As
All Of
Life
Each
Breath A Poetry
Prompt In Art is
WHere i Am With SMiles😊
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