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THIS CITY

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THIS CITY

 

This life, this people, this city.

All living in a certain geographical area – here, this city.

Dying eventually, one day which only God knows.

Today under a tram or of old age.

This city with many names, is it like your city?

I know you were a cold war target, so were we.

People make love, fight, laugh, cry

in your city just like in my city.

You have been...

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citypeopleplace

Let Us Dream, Let Us Reach

City lights within reach 

So close to the ground 

Stars too far above 

There're too much clouds 

City lights within reach 

This is how we reach for the stars 

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That city

I had a dream in that city again. Inside the nebula of chaos. It is night. The bookshelves of lights on the streetscape throb; red, yellow, cyan, red. It feels like Amsterdam dipped in oil. A black bridge leaps across an equally blackened street. A subway entry to the bottom right. The towers lurking at the back lean effortlessly over the road. The buildings are mere shadows, blacker than the nigh...

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City

A Little Place I Know...

We all hate the government
but what can you do 
just drink in the evening sun
talking with old friends

A little place I know
when our graft is done
we go…

Cobbled streets, thin passageways
snaking pipes embrace the buildings
in the shadow cast by evening sun
standing with good friends

A little place I know
let’s grab a bus
and go…

Who voted 'leave', not one man here
I'll sta...

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Sound Travels

I leave by front door.  Climb up, north,

beyond cardboard houses lining the route

away from the roaring city.

But, no lie, sound travels; on bridges of air,

rivers of dust, canyons delved by word and cry.

The swarming bustle echoes down centuries;

building, toil, murder, love, revolution, dying birdsong;

hate, war; the engines of humanity, channelled, set.

 

I walk away,...

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A silent, night sky is loud with the city’s glow.

Reflections upon the water; lead thoughts below.

the humming is fuel to the fire,

    for the electric, funeral pyre.

Colors show who you really are around here,

    there is no time for fear.

Or is there? - where’s little sister?

    If you see her, say I miss her.

Wait.

Rain beating down like laughter on my ears;

  ...

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citycolorfireglownight

The Tranquil Pool

Have you ever gazed into a tranqil pool?

its calm and cool, deviod of the haste and struggle.

a ripple can disturbe its calm and somehow only make it more beautiful.

life above it, below it, around it, in it. and it says ever still.

i chalenge you, find that in your citys and your towns.

weve disturbed that tranquil pool. and lost what we did not know we ever had.

... I want it b...

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ODESSA - MY PRINCIPESSA

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ODESSA - MY PRINCIPESSA

 

About many famous cities we can talk:

London, Paris, Naples or New York,

But when you walk along Odessa

You will love our principessa

If you are wise enough and not a bore.

 

The fact is such,

The fact is such:

There’s no city in the world

I love so much.

 

You will smile to the famous Duke,

From the second ...

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cityloved

Can You Hear The People Sing?

They dwell in strange rooms
the murky recesses of affordability
barely buildings, bedrooms with sinks
chair pushed up against the door
flakes of lives flung everywhere
A curtain, a quilt - who can really say?

A bare bulb hangs in an open window
no shade inside from day or night
Still lives go on; the rudimentary,
ramshackle, clutching at homeliness
the need for shelter unites us all
A hotel, a shed - who ca...

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Metropolis

 

Somewhere, the 9 till 5 office worker stops me with a deadpan stare,
Fixes me with the times of timetables passed, the graph paper squares
Of tomorrow’s schedule. The high-rise offices never bother to look down.

I never liked the city.

Never really cared
for the city’s callousness, its daily suicide,
the shadow at the top of each building that watches with certainty.

C...

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CITY UNDER THE SEA

 

CITY UNDER THE SEA

 

Thousands of years ago there stood a huge prosperous city on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea.

Sea level was lower then and the ocean was smaller and less deep. Over the years the sea level rose, covering and drowning this magnificent place.

Many people tried to stay to ride out the storm but the flood of water became deeper and deeper until it was ...

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To Whom It May Concern

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To Whom It May Concern,

Please ensure it rains on Sunday morning

For the rain washes away the shame

Of the city streets,

Neutralises the urine,

Disperses the vomit

And makes us clean again.

 

Pure and untainted rain

The antithesis of the city

Transparent and true

Falling without discrimination

On the people and ground below.

 

Sunday morni...

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citycleanmanchesterRain

An Acorns Throw

Oh to be once more in the depths of green

Escape from the bustle of the present mainstream

Soak up the magic of natures verdant glory

Linger there a while and pen the story

For refuge what can ever surpass this haven

An acorns throw away from the commercially enslaven...

 

©Rhumour 

August 10th 2009

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