Urban Girl



There’s a scare
-city here of silence,
a st(r)um
-bling of sounds
grumbling ’round
her (l)edges.

The clock ticks
her off; the calendar
boxes her into a
corner, chides.

She hides tiny stories
in poem pockets, waits
……………………for rain.
 

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3 Responses to Urban Girl

  1. love this!! I can hear that city sound…

  2. Oloriel says:

    I love the scene this poem depicts in my head, and I really enjoyed the world play that you accomplished with the parenthesis.

  3. shawna says:

    “a st(r)um
    -bling of sounds
    grumbling ’round
    her (l)edges.

    The clock ticks
    her off”

    I especially love that section. 🙂

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