A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 10

Day 10: “Morning in the City”


Wake up and hear the birdies sing

Hear the Machinery clank and bang

Hear the sirens roar


Look out at blue skies

Concrete walkways

Giant slabs of brick


Smell the crisp air

the exhaust from motorized demons

the fumes from sidewalk smokers


Good morning D.C.

Good morning to me.

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