Claude H Oliver II

Freshman - 564 Points (Nov.7,1948 / New York City)

New York - Awake - Poem by Claude H Oliver II

New York - Awake


Bright lights, moving cars, winding trains, weaving taxis and stopping buses
Rush hour mornings, daytime deliveries, evening homeward crush
Trees of concrete, glass and steel reaching skyward without branches
Zoos, beaches, libraries, concerts, restaurants, theaters, churches and more
Ever moving, never still, exuding energy
Pausing only to breathe in life
Never sleeping, never napping any time or season
Infectious, contagious, persistent, insistent
Never missing a beat

Oh, New York, home of many from many places
My home, place of my entrance to this stage
Beloved home, unique, embracing, enfolding
Always building, demolishing, always changing
Ever my New York.


November 26,2015
Claude H Oliver II

Topic(s) of this poem: new york city


Comments about New York - Awake by Claude H Oliver II

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/13/2016 7:31:00 PM)


    Oh, New York, home of many from many places, you awake with bright lights. Very interesting, wise and nice poem composed and shared really.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 13, 2016



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