Best Urbanurban Poems
A child races
down an alleyway
after a red ball
A women opens
her apartment window
to let in fresh air
Truck drivers
shift into gear
axious to get
to their destination
on time
The city calls
its own
Workers, businessman,
young and old,men and women
They're all
part of the urban mosaic
Taste the wine of the metropolis
let the
city into your soul
We'll be rewarded
in the end
as we watch
urban visages
smile in the crisp air
of late October
I see the lights
on the bridge
from my window
cars moving along
the highway
bring thousands to
their destinations
You can't ask
for more than
can be given
but really - if you don't
expect much you won't get much
All those people
out there in the
darkness
What are they
searching for?
Well, if dawn
is its own answer
we have nothing to
worry about
Voices in the
shadow continue to
sing sweet and
low
traffic continues to move
Let's not give
up our urban dreams
just yet
We still can hope
for a good
resolution
To the problem of living
in the metropolis
to the problem of living
among the urban masses