City Poems
#city
City poems about life in a city or large town, anywhere in the world. Poetry about the thrills, challenges and culture of urban life in the bright lights of a city. City poems also include poetry about the landscape of built up areas.
on london’s outskirts
from the train window he could see
the back gardens of crayford, with washing lines full of trousers and shirts and bed clothes but where, where, where were the flowers .. ?
the back gardens of crayford, with washing lines full of trousers and shirts and bed clothes but where, where, where were the flowers .. ?
#city
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Mr. Sancho’s Rainbow Dance
Mr. Sancho’s Rainbow Dance
Dreadlocks flying free as the wind
He finds redemption
In a Marley vinyl
That fine-tunes his soul
For an irrepressible dance
On the streets of Old Cartagena
Where he is a song of nature
Strummed on the guitar of his body
When his sinewy muscle strings vibrate
To the freedom of a Caribeña breeze
There he hovers like a dragonfly
In the shadow of Spanish colonial Cathedral
Winged feet dance with the sun
In his Caribbean sandals
As he flamenco struts
With a sunbeam...
Dreadlocks flying free as the wind
He finds redemption
In a Marley vinyl
That fine-tunes his soul
For an irrepressible dance
On the streets of Old Cartagena
Where he is a song of nature
Strummed on the guitar of his body
When his sinewy muscle strings vibrate
To the freedom of a Caribeña breeze
There he hovers like a dragonfly
In the shadow of Spanish colonial Cathedral
Winged feet dance with the sun
In his Caribbean sandals
As he flamenco struts
With a sunbeam...
#city
#music
#freedom
#escape
#dance
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Elegance In the Eye of Cartageña’s Pearl
Elegance In the Eye of Cartageña’s Pearl
Down from the misty mountains
Where she labored
Under the sign of the jaguar
Beneath the jade sun
Harvesting sacramental beans
Lemon sunshine streets
Of Columbian citrus dreams
Where native lady flowers
In rainbow dyed gown
And cinnamon perfume
She poses for pictures
With strange American men
An international diplomat
Who speaks no English
But knows the language ...
Down from the misty mountains
Where she labored
Under the sign of the jaguar
Beneath the jade sun
Harvesting sacramental beans
Lemon sunshine streets
Of Columbian citrus dreams
Where native lady flowers
In rainbow dyed gown
And cinnamon perfume
She poses for pictures
With strange American men
An international diplomat
Who speaks no English
But knows the language ...
#mother
#children
#women #city
#women #city
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he looks for something to give her amidst the crowd
christmas isn’t a great time
to be in town hobbling around
with the aid of a stick at it, though, she’s worth it
to be in town hobbling around
with the aid of a stick at it, though, she’s worth it
#city
#Christmas
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Gray Grey Blue Sky Broken Heart
Truth is all that blue sky and sunshine are bad for you
Give me a perfectly gray day
Or grey if you're going UK
Everyone wants a water view
Give me the alley
Stray cats and beggars
Broken glass
Twilight is paradise
Dusk and my broken heart
Give me a perfectly gray day
Or grey if you're going UK
Everyone wants a water view
Give me the alley
Stray cats and beggars
Broken glass
Twilight is paradise
Dusk and my broken heart
#identity
#city
#myself #pagan
#myself #pagan
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Not A Good Idea To Accept A Cousin's Party Invite
Jenny was
invited to go with
her cousin Sharon to celebrate
New Years Eve at Times Square where she got drunk on a
few beers and woke up naked in some
motel room with some guy
next to her.
invited to go with
her cousin Sharon to celebrate
New Years Eve at Times Square where she got drunk on a
few beers and woke up naked in some
motel room with some guy
next to her.
#city
#alcohol
#fiction
#sensual
#NewYear
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Alive in a Ghost Town
Daily zombie parade
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
death of the social charade
preoccupied ghosts by the score
all neighbors ignored
I can't take it anymore
I want to move to a ghost town
Small town vibe
united tribe
easy to be
a community
historical site
party at night
small mountain town
I'm new life bound
I want to move to a ghost town.
In the town of Jerome
I might finally feel at home
my neighbors would know my name
lack of distractions
lots of local interaction
I think I would thrive
where people...
#city
#ghosts
#LifeGoals
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by the slice
I feel it!
in my stomach
that low vibration
of want...
need
I crave pizza
not a whole pie
mind you
just a slice or
two
but there is a
problem
around here most
of the pizza shops
that sell by the slice
are already closed
leaving me with the
damnable choice of
a dozen cookie cutter
big outfit cooperate
America pizza chains
with their crust that
taste like paste
their cheese as flat
as a glass bottom
boat...
in my stomach
that low vibration
of want...
need
I crave pizza
not a whole pie
mind you
just a slice or
two
but there is a
problem
around here most
of the pizza shops
that sell by the slice
are already closed
leaving me with the
damnable choice of
a dozen cookie cutter
big outfit cooperate
America pizza chains
with their crust that
taste like paste
their cheese as flat
as a glass bottom
boat...
#America
#city
#prison
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Soy real
Yo era de la calle, bebé
Y te juro que soy real
Pero cuando nomas te pienso
Quiero preguntar a ti que tal
fumando bombas, tomando bien,
las cosas de vivir,
y del amor yo siento más
y me pongo a sufrir,
a ver tu cara
tocar tu piel
o quizás
nomas escuchar tu voz,
a mi no quiero nada más
pero de conocernos dos
Y te juro que soy real
Pero cuando nomas te pienso
Quiero preguntar a ti que tal
fumando bombas, tomando bien,
las cosas de vivir,
y del amor yo siento más
y me pongo a sufrir,
a ver tu cara
tocar tu piel
o quizás
nomas escuchar tu voz,
a mi no quiero nada más
pero de conocernos dos
#love
#city
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Hope You Enjoy The Gift
We just got a gift
from Arleen back in Boston
with a note attached
that says "Hope you enjoy the
gift. Merry Christmas, you guys."
from Arleen back in Boston
with a note attached
that says "Hope you enjoy the
gift. Merry Christmas, you guys."
#city
#Christmas
#fiction
#dialogue
#tanka
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Entangled
THE GRAND MILLENNIUM CONDOMINIUMS
Manhattan, New York
Upper West Side
Marcus lifted the saturated loofah and wrung it over Zaniyah’s shoulder blade.
The soapy water droplets slid down her skin.
Marcus pulled Zaniyah back against his chest.
“Baby, let me ask you a question.”
Zaniyah pivoted her head upward.
“Yes.”
“And answer me honesty, strictly off the record.”
“Would you just ask me the question handsome?”
...
Manhattan, New York
Upper West Side
Marcus lifted the saturated loofah and wrung it over Zaniyah’s shoulder blade.
The soapy water droplets slid down her skin.
Marcus pulled Zaniyah back against his chest.
“Baby, let me ask you a question.”
Zaniyah pivoted her head upward.
“Yes.”
“And answer me honesty, strictly off the record.”
“Would you just ask me the question handsome?”
...
#corruption
#city
#lover
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a view from southwark
beside the river I consider
crossing over and over again I look
at the bridge, to where the city lies, but then again, the city always does ..
crossing over and over again I look
at the bridge, to where the city lies, but then again, the city always does ..
#city
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