Urban Pastoral

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HarryHill
HarryHill
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It is a long street,
devoid of trees but shadowed
by porch, eve, and dormer.
Cloned abodes, planted exactingly.

A forest,
leading away in such symmetery,
like a pointing finger
to yon distant towers,
where sprawl meets tall.

How pleasant,
under shade of old growth,
beside the roads stream
draining in ever rushing torrents
to the maelstrom surrounding those far spires


HarryHill
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HarryHillHarryHillabout 11 years agoAuthor
Thanks A9

Something new for me. I think I may have coined a phrase, could'nt find it when I searched, for what that's worth; and yes, maybe a yawn, but then pastorials do have that effect. Was fun in the writing, it amused you, and I'm sure Tazz will leave something apropos.

Ashesh9Ashesh9about 11 years ago
Old cities have their own

Hauntin' beauty ! Sometimes in Chennai or Kolkata i've felt exactly the same ---- excellent .

5-ed

AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
Yawn

Much ado about nothing