Love cities or hate them, for today’s poetics, I would like you to write a poem showing the beauty of your city or why you love the city you live in presently. If you do not dwell in a city these days, write about the city you had lived in earlier.
My City Life
Bustling people and slow moving cars
honking and noises like no other world
So many lights that its hard to see stars
Getting there quickly makes some come unfurled.
I never have lived there and probably won’t
since no one I know has similar dreams
Museums and other things to do will taunt
I know I would like it or at least so it seems
©2024 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
I love living in the city! Everything is so central! X
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I have always wanted to live in a city like New York, just for a short time to see what it is like.
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A lovely poem! I don’t think I’d enjoy the “big city” my little town is plenty big enough for me!
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yes, I am comfortable. I always think I would like to try a huge city for a month or so, just to see
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“So many lights that its hard to see stars” — Yep, that pretty much sums up travel in the city.
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I never have lived there and probably won’t
since no one I know has similar dreams 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
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same
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“bustling people and slow moving cars”. That’s it in a nutshell Christine!
Thanks for the mention.
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It is hard to see stars. Both of my children live in the city and the always are amazed to look at the night sky here in the country. I guess the city slickers never get used to seeing stars. Now the museums I like!
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>>… “Bustling people and slow moving cars
So many lights that its hard to see stars”
Great lines, Christine!
I spent 57 of my 64 years living in big cities. I’m so much happier now, living in a place where I can drive from one end of town to the other in just 15 minutes, and I have mountains on three sides of me which I hike around in. Much friendlier people, too!
~ D-FensDogG
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I guess I have always lived in the Suburbs. Cities nearby but not necessarily out in the country either.
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Cities do have he allure of so much to do. I am one who gets unfurled in the fuss of them these days. A lovely succinct poem of the dreams of a city.
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thanks
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I think the intensity of travel and moving around is something I recognized… I have actually driven in New York… and I survived.
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I’ve driven through New York and many of the side areas, after getting lost and having to reroute, but never in downtown Manhattan.
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Your opening lines illustrate so aptly the truth about most cities and that is the their biggest drawback.
Thanks for joining in with your perspective.
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Beautiful imagery in the poem, and much love for the museums!
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Short and sweet, you captured city life in a nutshell, Christine. I am familiar with those ‘bustling people and slow moving cars’ and ‘so many lights that it’s hard to see stars’. Great use of the senses. I am so much happier in a rural environment, peace and quiet, and I can see stars!
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😊
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Christine, your juxtaposition of the city lights obscuring stars adds a touch of melancholy; and your contemplation on the allure of city living, despite not having similar dreams, is expressed with simplicity and clarity. Well done!
~David
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Thank you David
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