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RSWells
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0 posted 2001-08-01 12:31 PM



The city screams
uniqueness.
Come hither media machinations.
Suggestive sirens whose sultry intent
invents the ideal living for
the lonely.

Leave the farm and field
leave too the village,
join the yield
of promise only
burn your bridges in your wake.

Dazzle in the lights
and endless nights
whose university's
diversity,
what's in the small town
quaint
is here
perverse
and know you ain't
no worse,
so no complaint
immerse instead
like Andy Griffith's Otis
in the revelry
of devilry
and show us
just how
different you are.

So twist
your small town spine
or get in line
with those who like you
dreamed unique
but found oblique
their notion seeking
life devine.

We mass
and congregate
in concrete catacombs
alas
we have created
tombs
we hoped were wombs
instead are stains
which wane
to bloodless pain
where callousness not only reigns
but is a ball and chain
which slaps us down
in traps
where soundlessly
the unseen Queen of clocks
controls our walks
in loping gaits
whose unturned heads
like faceless dead
prefers the blind
and never minds,
the mirrored sulk
so passes through
the masses who
as they do,
race from anthill homes
to work place drones
and sink their thinking
to convince themselves
that wealth
in age'd shrinking
is not in self dicovery
but in recovery
of small town mor'es
thoughts thus leaven'd
finding heaven
saves them from the
craven caves
of slavish ways
spent in the urban dream
which kept them tethered
in blaspheme
with bibles feather
graves
and hope the next place
that they move
will improve
their station's
cross
they mourn
the loss
but can't goback
to the Kodak
existence
of the simple past,
the present tense
it's urban fence
surrounds
the ID
its bounds
its grid.

(pant pant pant pant)

The plains city shrinks
reluctantly in the rectangle rearview
as I seek the peace
and comfort of field or forest
mountain or even ocean view.

I need a vacation.

© Copyright 2001 Richard S. Wells jr. - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2001-08-01 12:50 PM


You sure do need a vacation!  But...you captured city life so well, that is why I simply up and "quit" one day walking from the seabus to work like some kind of bee to a hive!  I left a fantastic job, to collect coupons and smile every day!  You captured this perfectly Richard and oh how I envy small town folks, they have it made.  

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2 posted 2001-08-01 01:34 PM


(smiling) Vacation? Bud..soundslike you need a bit more than just a vacation...perhaps a sabatical...

Nicely done... I enjoyed the sounds and images....


rwood
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3 posted 2001-08-01 06:21 PM


What a mouthful, and so true, how it feels so good to leave it all behind. Very good vent and expression of a much needed vacation! I traded the city for tree frogs and crickets.  
Sincerely,
Regina

MARK V SHELDON
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4 posted 2001-08-03 03:50 PM


Thank God for small home-towns and epiphanies in Wisdom...  I could feel the pulse which you described and believe my blood-pressure went up a little bit.  You touched on some profound things here, Richard...

-MVS

"When you tell the Truth, you never have to remember what you just said."
--Del Casher

mirror man
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5 posted 2001-08-03 04:40 PM


The city screams.  So well put, all of it.  Very good.
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6 posted 2001-08-04 05:55 AM


RSWells~
Hope you're not here reading replies~
You should be well on your way to that retreat by now !
Go for it !
~*Marge*~

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vlraynes
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Somewhere... out there...
7 posted 2001-08-09 10:13 PM



RSWells-
   WOW!  After reading this, I need a vacation too!
   Wonderfully written; and, yes...you've
   captured the feelings well.
   Now...get out of here and take that vacation!
  
   ~vicky

  

"...until you have read the verse on his
heart, you have not truely met the poet."
-vlraynes


[This message has been edited by vlraynes (edited 08-09-2001).]

RSWells
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8 posted 2001-08-09 10:39 PM


Geez, I was hoping this would stay buried.

"Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to decieve"

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