trees
naked
and white far
away castles
in the platinum
forest painted silver
then the city bus belches
toxic filth into my lungs that
plead wildly and gasp for mercy then
catching my breath and thank the stars i’m home
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I really like this.
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thanks, River 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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I hear yah! LOL Nice write!
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lol thank you 🙂
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Quick paced, and interesting formatting to add depth of this lovely poem. Thanks for joining in and sharing your piece.
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Thank you, Misky 🌝
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strange isn’t it the things we grow accustomed to finding comfort in….
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I agree I grew up this way but I really notice how harmful the city environment can be when I go into nature thanks for reading and commenting ladies 🌝
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Wow, so true! This is a powerful piece that relays an important message. I only wish the right people would take notice. Thank you for joining the challenge! 🙂
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Thanks Eugenia 🌝
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My pleasure!
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I’ve lived in cities like that…
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I think the format is really good for this poem. It gives a feeling of distance woods and sweet air and then smog as you leave the bus. Took me right there.
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Thank you that’s exactly what I was hoping for I appreciate you reading 😊
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