Ocean
This week's Sunday Scribblings prompt is 'Ocean'
(Canada Chronicles continued)
Roaring subway.
Trains roll in,
Roll out again.
Rush hour tides ebb and flow.
No footprints left on
Sand-coloured sidewalks.
Clouds reflect in
Blue glass skyscrapers.
And we are driftwood.
(Canada Chronicles continued)
Roaring subway.
Trains roll in,
Roll out again.
Rush hour tides ebb and flow.
No footprints left on
Sand-coloured sidewalks.
Clouds reflect in
Blue glass skyscrapers.
And we are driftwood.
Labels: poems, sunday scribblings, toronto
posted by Elspeth at Saturday, May 05, 2007
5 Comments:
I think you are a poet. C
i like! a different kind of ocean!
Ocean of life! Like this.
driftwood in the city's ocean - glad my city isn't that big.
Awesome, Elspeth! I love the analogy!
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