How it is...

How it is...

 

 

 

New York streets are just different

the vibe is city-er than most

the concrete harder, but shines with graffiti poems

when the Moon peeks through the high-rise skies

and the skyscraper's eyes

 

the walk and the talk are like no other

attitude waits at the crosswalk

with glares and stares

and solemn oaths to find country

the thoughts shuffle along

echoing to themselves

 

conversations solo

striding into Soho

and Greenwich Village

to pillage inspiration

to write, spite or take flight

in elevator shoes

spreading the blues

with cigarette butts smoked to the burn of fingers

hopscotch minds pontificate

to a crowd not listening

 

they all have their own reasons for being there

for finding solace in the bottom of a bottle of ilk

and circumstance

 

New York streets are just different

even the silence is wary

the alleys fear themselves

as the dark night, the somber night

is a razor's edge of insanity

 

but when the daylight once again

shows its brilliant face

illuminated skies cry tears of joy

 

and the bustling rovers

with red faces and carefree incentive

come over...

as the street games

begin again.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

6/29/19 

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

I have only visited NYC once, many years ago, while on a weekend pass from Fort Dix. Yes, there was the difference mentioned in the poem, a certain type of energy. Perhaps it was my imagination, perhaps because the streets were filled with so many different types of people. But, yes, it was there.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for sharing, John...appreciate your visit.
j.

[Relic]

I remember walking under the twin towers, those solo conversations and the uneasy street corners. The poems a good reflection and told well, Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for sharing, Relic...
j.

[Edie Blue Starfish]

New York city is such a wonder to experience (says a non New Yorker)
It's so vibrant. So many pockets with their unique personalities. I enjoyed this share.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for visiting my native City, Edie.
j.