Image: Inanimate objects of Veined
Rapa Whelk Seashells (here)
Sunday's Whirligig 12 given words:
urban friends going pleasant misfortune
languages smell leaf tree waiting porches flowed
3WW given words:
cheapen backbone dangle
Poets United's Midweek Motif
inanimate (not living: not capable of life)
Urban dwellers missed out on the quality of life
They had friends and activities going and all the rest
Pleasant and free to do their own thing without strife
But fell through by way of misfortune of nature's best
In languages of the fortunates of country-side living
They were denied the peculiar smell of a freshly cut lawn
Sight of a young green leaf on bare tree branches sprouting
But instead in the concrete jungle waiting with a yawn
No quaint country dwellings with front porches well floored
Streams that leisurely flowed at the backyard well-trimmed
They felt cheapened to escape to the seaside when bored
To seek solace in inanimate sea-shells other flotsam and things
Backbones tortured in sedentary posture in front of the screen
Or they fell for the tourist paradise dangled by holiday groups
Such were the laments of limited choices of modern living
One could just laugh it off perhaps hoping for something good
MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #46
Thomg's 3WW #446
Sumana's at PU's Midweek Motif -
the inanimate and the non-human
Oh yes us urban concrete jungle dwellers do yearn for some fresh air!
ReplyDeleteTo breathe the clear air is divine. Hard to find these days!
ReplyDeleteYes. I'm glad I left the big city. Love the fresh air.
ReplyDeleteQuite a brilliant write :D
ReplyDeleteI'm lucky I live on the coast having lived in a city as a child and when I was first married. I still would love to go back to Spain near my son who lives on the coast also.
ReplyDeleteWonderful verse Hank, making good use of given words.
Yvonne.
"limited choices of modern living"...still so many are attracted...sigh...
ReplyDeleteBig city is the only place the jobs are around here, so kinda stinks.
ReplyDeleteSad reality for some...you paint the contradicting sides so well.
ReplyDeletePerhaps laughing it off IS the way to go!
ReplyDeletesometimes I think we need a mix of both worlds it keeps us a bit rounded.
ReplyDeleteTwo parallel worlds perhaps?
ReplyDeleteI love the image and the words only enhance this piece Hank - in the concrete jungle waiting with a yawn - superb line
ReplyDeleteHank a superb poem. The urbanites are quiet a loud contrast to the quiet beauty of the country.
ReplyDeleteso true nature is so much beautiful outside some cities unless you're like our city who keeps pockets of green inside it.
ReplyDeleteAnd then there was the flip side of the coin .. written by those in the country and wanted to be in the city. Country is beautiful - City is stimulation. Bastet
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