Welcome to my world of dreams where imagination and reality, fancy and truth, laughter and tears move hand in hand. I will let you have a glimpse at the share of my own sky, sometimes sunshine bright, and sometimes with rainstorm.
I will take you to memories that are like a serene glow of moonlight, a whisper of mountain breeze, and a rushing gushing brook.
Enjoyed the alliteration. Like especially "the confused sunset and sunrise, and I".
City life sometimes does make one feel like "life remains JUST another day", to be made ready for YET another, but hope rises higher than any high-rise.
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Enjoyed the alliteration. Like especially "the confused sunset and sunrise, and I".
City life sometimes does make one feel like "life remains JUST another day", to be made ready for YET another, but hope rises higher than any high-rise.
nice. i like the night and day confused as is easy to happen in the city...and the life in a laundry bag, that whole last stanza really...
Wonderful form and flow, love how you wrapped it up in the last verse! Another prefect write my dear Celest!
Nice....I love the last few lines bringing us back to reality... Just another day in a gray laundry bag....awesome!
The city on Sunday -- I spent yesterday in Chicago - and it was a day like the day in your poem. Well done.
I agree with Brian, I like -
and life remains just another day
in a gray laundry bag
kind of lonely in the laundry bag, even if it's full...
A cool poem. Love the alliteration and assonance. A wonderful write.
strangely wonderful :) enjoyed it.. :)
Lovely. Effortless and expressive. :)
Nice work on this one - you really bring the reader to the city.
Lovely visual.
I like "the confused sunset and sunrise,
and I;"
Nicely done!
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