Downtown Poem by Thomas Foreman

Downtown

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While we wait and pause,
we see that meager space
in between the swallow of clouds
Constructed within a gaze,
hungered by a single tear

We sit confident and weathered,
looking out past these countless panes
that others sit behind
All of them refracted in light,
vexed in wanting vision and set ablaze

Past these panes are the echoes of many
Amassed in a great symphony of bustle,
rolled afar in clustered chatter

This single pane of glass,
a window that offers to you,
another realm
Let it not be lost to sight,
nor faint in deafened decibel.

Saturday, August 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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