Streams in the Cities

by thom amundsen

Poetry challenge: Free verse poem.

 

streams

We walk

talk a lot

one time our world’s collided

like a fork in the river

suddenly our mood changed

the current came to life

playing the rocks like a treacherous

waterfall

we were falling too

trying to grasp the moment

catch an inlet and pool up our thoughts.

Silent interactions

the day became sad

clouded by murky, kicked up sand

sidewalk misery seemed

we had no where to go

I remember feeling like our world was reaching the crest, the dam

the locks were tight

without any open water holding our bodies

in limbo

just those rough currents

afraid to look each other in the eye.

We were in our natural gait

self-driven pity

creating streams in the cities.

6 Comments to “Streams in the Cities”

  1. I love that especially, “playing the rocks like a treacherous waterfall.”

  2. I love “one time our worlds collided
    like a fork in the river”
    Shows the truth of how our lives can run parallel with someone and then it does just.. change.

  3. Such Beautiful Imagery…Exemplary!!

  4. Thanks Michelle & Ellen, I really appreciate the feedback! 🙂

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