City Streets

I glide along
Black river
In that hour
Before the morning dawn
To meander
The maze
And gaze
Upon
Stumbling walks
Silent
Long grass stalks
A vision
Two universe
That merge
And swell
Yet
Continue on
Disrupted
As this
Is how it is
Here
In this city
Between
Desert
And sea
I find
Myself
Out
On the East Arm
Enjoying
Kaleidoscope
Reflections
Of city
And industry lights
On a
Blue Gray sea

Tis here
That dwell
Dragon Lady
Come Hell
And high sea
Strikes fear
Into sailor
And wharfies
That happen to be
Cut you
In two
With a glance
As Talons sink in
Wounded chest
Of masculine
But stupidity
Is his

I look down
At the outgoing tide
And realize
That arrow
Had fallen
Fell away
Like a
Hand let go

Set
Free
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Warlov Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 11:17 PM
if you're not on a boat, change the line: "BY a blue-gray sea". Cool rhyme scheme and "stream of consciousness" (see Faulkner). ~ Read my take in "You wanna from New York".
Warlov Avatar
January 11, 2022 at 3:57 PM
I see now that it belongs to the word "reflections". My mistake.
Warlov Avatar
January 11, 2022 at 3:52 PM
I see now that it belongs to the word "reflections". My mistake.
Middleton Avatar
January 9, 2022 at 10:06 PM
Hi Robert, thanks for your critique. While i am not on the water, the reflections are. Hence, "On a blue-gray sea" those reflections are. If you believe i am still in error, please let me know. I am aware of Faulkner "She rose in dreams from other dreams that lent Her softness as she stood, crowned with soft hair" I am aware of Robert Warlov "holy street-people and cracked-dreams?" City rats and city flats see many a broken dream.
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