rampant bridge-crossing

[mindbum]

the empire state building stands out
in the early afternoon comfort
of march sunlight

as i cross the bridge
one grand isle to another
above the ground; beneath

distant foggy, clouds mottle the low horizons
the sun comes in the window of the train strong
and casts a distant shadow of me in my hat
sitting in the center of the window
watching the sky
and everything
going on for hints
of certain oblivion

i like the way the sun feels
on the back of my neck
until the train slinks
into the tunnel

[hester_prynne]

"I like the way the sun feels on the back of my neck..."
This is the line I'm holding onto........

an excellent read M.B.
with, or without the last two lines.......
H

[Arcadia]

and everything
going on for hints
of certain oblivion

I like that.
saludos,

Arcadia

[mousey1]

I liked this.

I kinda think you don't need those last two lines.

[mindbum]

thankee much.

and yer both right about those last two lines.
ah judicious pruning will result in better blooms.

heh.

suddenly it's a better poem. imagine that.

peace
abum