The City
The city swallows
the stories of those
that scurry the streets
day after day
I watch and I wonder
if I stopped them
what would they say
and if they stopped me
what would I say
we are all miles and miles
apart from each other
and from the unknown
but we are so alike
and all so afraid
as we hurry home to
our houses and slam
our doors shut
nobody stops
the city swallows
and it never sleeps
Noelle


10 comments:
Great one Noelle, this is my favorite poem I've ever read of yours.
Thank you for posting this poem!
and thank you Cat!!!
Powerful poetry this... it resonates deeply!
Nice one!!! Thanks for sharing this.
How true that poem rings; I just adore reading her poems as well.
Beautiful..
and the picture: breathtaking!
Some places can be like that. I really feel the door slam. The image is extraordinary. Peace.
Beautiful poem, so true!! The image is awesome!!
-Alex
so beautiful! thanks!
You captured me thoughts of city living perfectly Cheryl
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