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From The Streets To The Hudson
Contributed by
bob68
on
Sunday, 20th January 2013 @ 09:25:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Scurrying tourists with bonfire eyes
fixed on wedge-shaped skyscrapers
faces punctuated by grins
wider than the horizon
I see them across the avenue
muse upon tower tops piercing the blue hollow
turning heads and spooning smiles
This is a place where contrasts reflect
off asphalt ribbons, where pigeons pivot
while their wings shed silver-gray tumult
Where straphangers squeeze into metal cars
at Eighty Sixth and Broadway
scents of mingled perfume and scorched brake pads
fill the subterranean stretch
Here where millions come as night spills over the Hudson
and the moon rests in roof top gardens
here, dreams are born in quiet depths
and this river lies ever at your feet
Copyright ©
bob68
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2013-01-20 21:25:46] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: From The Streets To The Hudson
(User Rating: 1 ) by Banjosandwitch on
Monday, 21st January 2013 @ 07:26:28 AM AEST (User
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liked it would like it more with a picture to view |
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Re: From The Streets To The Hudson
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 25th January 2013 @ 12:00:35 AM AEST (User
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where contrasts reflect ... how very cool!
I really like this. Your descriptive power and painting with words. Very nice.
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Tim
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