Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Lunch on Third Avenue

Had lunch with a friend
And we sat in the shade
In a sidewalk arrangement
The restaurant made.

I live on the east side
And she on the west.
We meet to catch up 
At each other’s request.

The corner was busy
And traffic zipped by.
With sirens and buses,
I’m not gonna lie,

The noisiness level
Was blaring and loud,
Plus bulldozers rolled
As pedestrians cowed.

Construction just added
More rat-a-tat-tats,
With shouts from the workers
In safety-type hats.

My friend and I chatted,
Our voices both raised,
Delighted to be there,
New Yorkers unfazed.

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Jerry Brotherton June 4, 2025 at 7:43 PM I have always been a city boy. But since I moved to Montan 20 years ago and have spent the last 5 years in the heart of the Ozarks, it seems I can barely tolerate a siren two miles away. Getting too old and crotchety I guess.

Kim Rodrigues June 4, 2025 at 3:51 PM I agree! New Yorkers not fazed! I grew up outside the city, in Poughkeepsie, however I always feel at home in NYC! Now that my leg is working better, maybe I could navigate those streets once more!