Escape Poem by Practicing Poetess
Escape
Screaming traffic
And all the masked faces downtown
And all the tall buildings
With computers and ticker-tape
Are crowding out
Beauty, sensitivity, originality- -
De-personalizing everything.
Perhaps rolling hills
And fragrant fields and meadows
And wooded areas
Would restore my lost life- -
But not if I go to them alone.
No; I'll take one thing from the city along- -
I'll take you.
What A Beautifully Written Poem! ! ! ! ! With Much Heart! ! ! ! ! I Too Think/Feel The Countryside Refreshes The Soul! ! ! ! ! May You Enjoy The Beauty Of Life Always! ! ! ! ! Thank You So Much For Sharing! ! ! ! ! Many 10S! ! ! ! ! +++++
Thank you, Rebecca, my fellow Nature-lover, for reading, commenting, and appreciating. May your eyes always be open to beauty, wherever it exists
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4/23/2024 12:16:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I'll second that! The city exhausts me. Give me rolling hills and fragrant fields any day. Maybe I could join you? Oh yes, three's a crowd...
Three's not always a crowd, Laurie- - it depends on the person. You'd be most welcome. The more, the merrier! (Give us that refreshing non-city air!) :)