One City Street~
A plastic meadow pretends to belong
on a comfortable street,
where nostalgia grows flowers
neatly in rows,
and nearby houses
collect the living
for others to appraise.
That was gorgeous. Just beautiful.
Thank you Lydia, it's very nice to see you peek in from time to time. :-)
I really like this one-- great poem :) Cheers, Jenn.
Thank you Jenn, you are such a trooper!
I feel a strange affinity to that "plastic meadow." Beautiful and touching. Now stop making me cry, would ya?
Thank you T... smiles and whispers no promises, I love to see your emotional side.
You write the best poems. You should create a collection in a book and get them published. They are just awesome!!Kathyhttp://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com
I plan to pull the ones together that I am using for this A-Z Challenge and have a chap book done. I think it's time :-) Thank you Kathy for the encouragement and support.
Beautiful poem. :)
Thank you Misqall... I love your name, it's very clever.
The plastic meadow...I've been one and I've known some. I guess you have also. ♥
Indeed I have Jo :-)
You should turn this into a song. "where nostalgia grows flowers" - i imagine myself and my girls singing that in the car.this had flow and emotional impact
If only I were able to write music... perhaps I will learn how to do that one day, for now it would require collaboration (which I am not opposed to) in order to make it a reality. Thank you Lance :-)
very nice! ive never been able to write poetry myself...........
But you have a talent with the mysterious :-) This was my first love affair with words.Thank you Jeremy.
Liked that very much! stopping by from A to ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Thank you :-) The oogopogo? is that how you say that, the sea creature was an interesting read on your blog too!
I appreciate your comments, and constructive criticism is welcome!“To bring anything into your life, imagine that it's already there.”- Richard Bach