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We felt whole
In the city
the potholes are
grand gestures of repair

the murmuring trolleys
make ablaze – of people going about

Popular the chase/
mounted in dreams of paper

Wapish/no wiser
No less/ yea’
we were fighting
to stay here.
A dying aim to dream K.M.

6 responses

  1. shadowprancer Avatar
    shadowprancer

    Really like this poem. Tight and will chosen words. “Grand gestures of repair” and “No wiser/no less” great lines.

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      thank you kindly Shadowprancer 🙂

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  2. Maren Avatar

    “Grand gestures of repair” instead of despair is such a powerful concept. It’s what we need in so many ways.

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      truly indeed yes 🙂

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  3. Deb Avatar
    Deb

    You have a way with words like few others. Startling imagery. Thank you for your vision!

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      thank you kindly Deb, means a lot (I’m all smiles) wishing you a wonderful blogging day! Cheers 🙂

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