Poem: Murmurous

 

Murmurous

 

in this maze of schedules and worries,

your murmurs soar with unsupervised wings.

you defy the glut of wheels

trapped at right angles,

and you sing, the wind is still free to swoop with merlins.

 

call my heart.  sing to me.

eclipse the cube-crawled streets,

their honked, fake caterwauls.

please sing.  for you

hurdle the wires, grids and volts,

and you skim over frozen facial waves,

those stressed pedestrian seas.

one murmur from you

exceeds the braggadocio of the city.

the arrogance of the limousine.

the righteousness of the vogue.

the vanity of the cathedral. 

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3/29/25  editorial bonanza

1/14/24  ...  removed some excess words for ease and cadence