Straight past the busy street
With cars as fast as a shooting star
Blurring past you in the night
To the quiet neighborhood
With houses lined up side by side
Sleeping next to one another
For warmth, comfort, strength in numbers.
The dull glow of the street light
Takes place above the neighborhood
As if it were a glowing planet
Keeping watch, keeping us safe.
Turn right down the winding road
That slithers like a snake
Passing more sleeping houses
With the occasional dim television night light.
One more right will lead you to
Transplanted palm trees reaching out to the heavens
With birds resting in the palm frond fingers
And cats prowling the trodden earth
With hungry eyes- disturbed by the
Put-put-puttering of an old
Busted white Chevy blundering down the street.
Pass the park that preserves youth
And you’ll find yourself at a crossroads
Ahead of you (and even behind you)
Lies a quiet neighborhood slumbering
Looming in the unknown darkness.
Look to the left, now to the right
And see the street stretching before your eyes
Overpowering lights reflect from your eyes to my own
As you stare at me with wonder
At the beauty of this place where we live.
You take my hand and together we are
Launched into space on a trip to the unknown.
2 thoughts on “The World We Live In”
Very Cool. So intriguing, Love it, love it
Sounds like a peaceful walk. I love the serenity of this poem. Nicely done!