Dianne Michele Dumas

Rookie (01/09/19965 / United States of America)

Urbanism - Poem by Dianne Michele Dumas

Urban life I try and leave as the asphalt turns into the muddy path before me.

Watery puddles and ponds as I meander
down the trail to this swampy wonder.

Urbanism doesn’t leave me
as I notice the rusty tin before me.

In the foreground a blur at first and then all at once.

Awakening to show the decay of what has been.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Inspired by the hike from Oaks Bottom to Oaks Amusement Park in Architecture 281

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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