Today’s prompt is to write a city poem. And all I can think, all day, when I turn my mind to this task is “We Built this City on Rock and Roll.”
Enter their city
without fear, with a pure heart.
You must become light,
become a drop of sunlight
and whisper in on the breeze.
1. High Point
2. The Emmentalische hills of eastern York County
3. The bridges
4. The trees are taking that last inbreath before they explode into bloom
5. Sore muscles from hard work.
May we walk in Beauty.