Poetry on a Bus

long sidewalks and buses

the vein of the city

does not run to my heart


flags, sidewalk, DC street

What moves your heart? The country or the city?


2 thoughts on “Poetry on a Bus

  1. Well, you don’t need to ask me that question – smiles – I have lived in big cities and small towns, but my heart is in the ridges and hollows of the Ozarks! hope you are getting some of this good rain this morning, Sam – have a great day – K


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