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• umbrella
  by Lys •

  but there’s always one, isn’t there?

  more writers block…im forever in search of little prompts from sweet webcomics like Secret Vespers or A Softer World / / if you know of any, bmail me please :) / / and / as always / thanks for reading / and commenting!

• New Yorks Miss Nancy
  by coppertrees

  There is a shot over there / I want you to see

  Nancy Fisher a New York Photographer

• concrete variation
  by shaktipat

  You can’t hear your own steps over the entanglement of lights and lives that flash around you in strobe-ish style like a 1980 film strip.

• CITY LIGHTS
  by Sally Omar

  She could see them at night in her dreams / The CITY LIGHTS with their beams / Wanting to wake and run away / She waited for the right day ...

• My City, My People, My Life
  by David Parkin

  2 of the biggest pleasures I have are Photography and supporting Newcastle United. I made this little video hoping to try and show my lo…

• the city
  by shaktipat

  Skateboard wheels were wind chimes. Taxi horn birds chirped their aggressive rush.

  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QhYDor4V2pk

• London’s Pulse
  by beast

  blooming, booming, its pulse, / so near its heart, / is a perfected rhythm, / infectious and familiar.

  Wrote this on the way out from having a check up after a small op, was quite aprehensive on the way in and felt miles better on the way out whihc ive tried to put across through the poem, hope i manged it.

• On A Warm Night In Spring
  by reflector

  On A Warm Night In Spring / Can you feel me watching over you / Can smell the fresh sea air / Do you feel the mellow heat / Yours to enjoy

  A poem that was inspired by a photograph taken by me as I wandered about the Nobby’s break wall taking photos of my awesome city, Newcastle in Australia. There is a photo that accompanies this poem called On A Warm Night In Spring /

• A girl A dog and the city
  by Monica Ellis

  Have you ever wondered if someone came up to you in the street and asked you to tell them about yourself, what would you do?

  Life should be lived…

• Intruded City Of My Heart
  by EdelPankhurst

  Sunset drenched accross this moonlit sky, / The warmth of this jacket pressed tight against my skin, / I can see your very breath with ever…

  This is a poem..

• The great city life
  by Gretchen O'Donald

  come five o’clock when the working day stops, starched graph paper patterns will surely be damped

  An observation of office life in ‘the city’

• Sidewalk Verse
  by taylorsavvy

  Encapsulated in yellow taxicabs / the circuit drugs with filament wool / swallowed men and their seed / motels with soiled bedsheets / and ba…

• Three Cities, Three States
  by LB Andrich

  Caught between / the minute hand and a leaky valve / bus long gone / clouds dripping spit / gloves cat-tattered / one shoe lost The mornin…

  for a friend I never knew and another left behind

• the world of the living
  by LADYC

  Words Iv’e sworn, the sword in soma, as armour, a paramour to this these sins of energy is I just waste it and I can’t be asked and we ca…

  rant

• Country Affair
  by ktspinstu

  Children in the country are suposed to be safe from the big city life. We’re suposed to get excited over the simple things that the city …

• Rain Rain Go Away
  by Ellen Amanda Smyth

  Standing half-naked with his back towards the lounge room, Markus Thompson looked out the massive windows of his studio apartment upon a …

  It’s a story of a man who doesn’t realise how sad and alone he really is until he has an encounter with a woman who to his surprise is not quite as sad and pathetic as he originaly thought.

• Routine
  by Luís Brás

  People come and go. / Each and every day, they come and go. / The president and the prime minister come and go, too. Right through here. / E…

  This image inspired me to write this poem.

• Wash All Over Me (Expletive Language Warning)
  by ambercherie

  Don’t go, just please don’t go. I need you to stay with me. I’m not safe if I’m not in your arms. Please, just don’t leave now.

  A story that came to mind earlier today…Doesnt really have meaning of any sort…Just basically describes my life at the moment.

• Origin
  by threepaths

  Origin my homeland

• Artist Statement, Publications and Exhibitions
  by Milagros Palmieri

  www.milagros-palette.com / To me, art is a spiritual experience where the skies opens up and pours down a vibration of energy that connec…

• Cloudy Skies and Parking lot Lights
  by Georgeman1989

  “Mother, tell me stories of when the sky was black, laced with diamonds that shined forever.” That was long ago when the sky was untou…

  Basically in this poem i was going for the idea of living in the city. How society has somewhat died in its values of simpler things and has overcast the beauty of nature with steel and artificial life.