February 1

February 1, 2016

by C

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art / city / creative / creative writing / dawn / night / poem / poetry / writing

Crescent moon
above the skyline

so many offices
with lights on,

all night, still
mostly empty

vacant eyes
and you can’t

really see a city
from inside

but at the crest
of the hill

there’s songbirds
and dawn

10 Comments

mukul chand says
- February 1, 2016
Great Poem

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- C says
  - February 4, 2016
  Thanks!
  
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  - mukul chand says
    
    February 8, 2016
    welcome
    
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Pola says
- February 2, 2016
*reads last two lines* *sighs* Thank goodness for that. 🙂

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- C says
  - February 4, 2016
  seriously! 🙂
  
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Claire St. Hilaire says
- February 2, 2016
I love the line, “and you can’t really see a city from inside”. Very true.

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- C says
  - February 4, 2016
  Thank you, Claire!
  
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Talia Hardy says
- February 2, 2016
Wonderful contrast and a tinge eerie.

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- C says
  - February 4, 2016
  Thanks Talia!
  
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