Short Urban Poems
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the health of the family
reflects the health of the city
broken families=broken cities
fix your family=heal your break
whispering city
blaring-chattering fountains
weeping train-tunnels
in prayer, I am taking
the one - thy name: my silence
Teasing me with freedom
Understanding finally dawns
Voyeuristically I hide
Watching myself drift
As I move away from reality
Temperature dip
urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.
Tunnel
A mountain the man blasting through it.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 17, 2010
Poetic form: Monoku
buildings
collapse
when
clocks
strike
noon
DUST ECHOES
besprizorniki
roaming the streets of Russia
no mamas to love
bereft of humanity
a million beating hearts sigh
evening appointment
noise over the city's roofs
the crowd of the crows
most curiosities which
completely don't understand
The boy just lay there
eyes dulled, vacant stare
Needles spread all about
another sprout, its life snuffed out
utilize life, not things,
Be urban legend, characterize,
portray a legacy...
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Carma Reed
10-27-13
Rappers represent
Modern day correspondents
In the hip-hop age
Producers present
Orchestrated sound agents
Musical front page
I fell asleep in my dream
at the wheel,
unfolded maps on the car's floor
to wake up to her smile
not once but twice.
The City makes me work for them.
Time to sort my trash.
And then they tell me "Rinse it off",
they charge the bill for cash.
hot, crowded platform
repulsive subway station
rush of rank damp air
screeching heralds arrival
beast covered in urban art
Trees start to blossom
Rising from the city streets
New York battles on
Thousands of eyes look upward
Joy in the metropolis
Forget cocaine
You can sustain,
My daily need;
'Tis not the weed,
That calms my soul,
With your soft voice,
There is no hole.
Towers,
Concrete canyons,
Buzzing crowds, lights ablaze,
Heart's relentless and vibrant pulse,
Urban.
©bfa030925
Healing through drinking.
Enjoying life through smoking
Tobacco and weed.
Perhaps natives were always
Onto that very something.
Quick, with gliding stride
Adapting to urban life
Coyote survives
Hard to believe..
but there are coyotes in San Francisco
Trains passing by late at night
depths
Heads home filled with people
Blacks, Hasids and others
(originally published in Poetalk)
there is a man outside
my house
it is dark
and i cannot
see his face
he is masked
or so it seems
the robber
is outside my house
Hate, love, hope
It's all gone
Disgust, dispair, loyalty
All dissappeared
Kisses, hugs, love?
All fake.
Nothing can be repaired.
Form:
Today I dropped words
between cracks in the pavement:
half-written screenplays.
My muse, a cappuccino,
conjures romance while I sip.
Finally they met,
He and his healing masters
With best of their sounds,
Echoing his soul through songs,
His heart finally found peace.
Get some rest my friend,
Like me.
Breeze through tomorrow,
Then, it's the weekend baby!
wrote 1-21-10
in a text to my friend, Tralanya