Best Urbanites Poems

I'm just a bedouin: 
I live in a tent - 
Cozy an' fair
Its fabric woven 
From rough goat-hair- 
A shady cover 
In the summer 
A rain-proof shelter 
In the winter 

My possessions: 
A single garment - a loose black robe 
I call a thobe 
A...

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Light from 
untold apartments 
    attracts my interest 
I wonder how lives are 
    being played out 
in them 
  Wonder whether 
they are deliriously 
   happy 
or in a melancholic 
frame of mind 
 ...

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I met a proper woman in a proper pub on a Monday in Peoria. It was noon, time for lunch, and we were sitting stool to stool over very large burgers at a long mahogany bar. It curved in and out as if wind-swept and...

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Some noises startle, jolt or jar
While others soothe or soften.
We perk up for the new but tune out
Those we hear quite often.

To locals, city sirens make
The tiniest impression
But visitors consider them
A barbarous transgression.

The hum of traffic rolling by
To urbanites equates
With cricket chirps or chickadees
In countryside...

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Light from untold apartments 
       attracts my interest 
I wonder how lives are being 
    played out in them 
Wonder whether the inhabitants are 
deliriously happy 
   or in a melancholic frame of mind...

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At the museum, with wall to wall art,
My choices were varied and vast.
I saw an exhibit with works of Matisse
And checked out some statues I passed.

But then I was drawn to a strumming guitar
And a crowd by a video screen,
Transfixed by a slow-motion film of...

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It is 5:00 PM as we rush home 
to Brooklyn to our townhouse 
near Flatbush Avenue running to
catch the 5:30 PM subway with
many others who have made 
plans to enjoy a three-day weekend
and get the needed rest from the hustle
and bustle of city life as...

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Sweltering day 
In the urban afternoon 
   I rush towards my 
air - conditioned room 
Check messages - call up friends 
   Tonight I will do some yoga 
 Got to keep up with one's health! 
  Now I take...

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Yesterday was gray and bleak
And raw, as some days go,
But that was all forgotten at
The Garden’s Orchid Show.

It nearly knocked my socks off – 
All the colors, patterns, shapes;
It has to rank with all the greatest
Urbanites’ escapes.

The visitors all snapped away,
With camera or with phone,
To...

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A simple one life,
is contrast to the urbanites,
less emphasis on punishments.

Wealthy and powerful people,
create new beliefs and holy books.

Government capitals,
and corporate stocks,
rent heaven and hell.

Pilgrimage of silicon valley,
depicts religious chants.
Clergious environmentalist,
chews street food....

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From my window 
I see lights 
in small apartments 
How are the inhabitants lives going,
I wonder 
Perhaps they have found love 
Here in the metoroplis 
Urban dwellers
need love to survive
In the asphalt jungle 
Hundreds, thousands of lights shine
in the metropolitan darkness
Lives are being lived 
by...

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For far shires beyond the western red sun
  I’m leaving the Land of the Long White Cloud -
to journey across the far horizon
  where cockatoos in bloodwoods sing aloud.
Trading in my black singlet and swanndri 
  for a swag and a croc...

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wild flowers jubilate 
        along country roads
           that they prettify;

     yellow radiance here,
        red exuberance there
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One’s idea of Heaven
Is another’s view of Hell.
That explains why many lives
Stay strictly parallel.

Rural folks may shudder
At the city’s crowds and noise,
While urbanites rank bustle
As among their daily joys.

Some plan for vacations
Which, to them, suggests a cruise;
Others needing culture
Might find such a trip a snooze.

Many...

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He couldn’t fit his shopping cart
And suitcase through the door
And screamed at the conductor
(Quite a challenge to ignore).

Once seated, he spread out and then
Removed his socks and shoes.
Assessing just how nuts he was,
This added to the clues.

I glanced his way and sorrily,
I somehow caught his...

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