We grew up in flatswith too many stairs to the top,and yet I ran up them, braveand unafraid, morescared of the piss-scented liftthat always stoppedbetween floors. Accompanied by the roarof traffic speeding alongLondon Road, I’d pick my waybetween parked cars,where dads smoked,and mums called kids in to teafrom balconies on the upper floors. Plimsolled feet […]
Tag: City
Summer in Metropolis
The metropolis blooms in wavy heat among paving stones, glass and concrete sprouting with brightly coloured leisure-wear, and parks are littered with deckchairs, where office workers burn like toast as they unfold on the grass to roast. Ties are discarded in the office, water fountains and coolers promise a sparkle in after- noon aridity for […]
In the Darkness of the City
In the darkness of the city a weapon clatters to the pavement. Nobody listens. The traffic clamours. Always. She was once moon-eyed and young, trying Her wings. Now, in a dark alley, a middle-aged woman lifts up her tear-stained Face and is dragged behind the rubbish bins, Into the shadows. She lies amongst the rotting […]
City of Bridges and Sighs
Give me a city of bridges and sighs, Shimmering water under cloudless skies, Flocking pigeons in St Mark’s Square Fed by the crowds of tourists there. Give me the surprise of a piazzale, The clanging of the bell in the Campanile, Echoes of gondoliers in the early morning haze And overcrowded vaporetti in the watery […]
Foxes at Dusk
In the city, Drab, lanky shadow Slips between parked cars, Competes with gulls and crows By toppled rubbish bins, Emerging silently Under street-light sulphur, Leaching rust from fur. In the country, Rich russet lustre Cavorts in lush green fields, Barking at gulls and crows Under a canopy Of sunset and cloud, Burnished copper bright […]
Office Suite
clamorous jangling of city jazz jars senses cars jam streets clarion horns blare between metallic frames and glass shimmying with light cold steel and concrete fingers point skywards skyscrapers reflected in a paperweight on an empty desk © Kim M. Russell, 2015 Image found on en.wikipedia.org This is a poem I revived using some of Helena Nelson’s […]
A haiku on city life
City Sounds Clamorous jangling Of city jazz jars senses Clarion horns blare Image found on Pinterest
A city girl has become a grumpy old country bumpkin
When I was in London last week, I came to realise that I could never live or work in a city again. I hope this poem conveys some of my feelings. Life in the City A huge bunker Hunkers Behind a concrete veil Next door Stainless steel shimmers Elevators Lift immaculately dressed Business people Bankers […]
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