Owen Johnston

Rookie (October 2nd,1977 / Lake City, SC)

These City Streets - Poem by Owen Johnston

Riding these city streets,
Riding with the wind,
On this trusted bike,
Dreading the daylight,
On this endless night,
Seeking a nonexistent prey,
Seeking strange new enlightenment,
In all corners of the
Sparsely populated,
Dimly lit,
Night
Of a
Small town.

Riding these empty streets,
Nothing to see,
Too dark to see,
A world that sleeps
With the setting of the sun
And is covered by a blanket
Of dark all around.

Riding these empty streets,
Everything unseen,
A whole new world to see,
A world uncovered
By the setting of the sun,
A world lit by
The rising of the moon.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 26, 2012



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