Tag: city

Poetry by Patrick JenningsSep 15, 20182:36 pm

Wealth From A Golden Land

A man of the city
Standing
In an open land
Amber and azure
Wheat waist high
Scattered clouds
Dot the sky

And I wonder
That I have never stood
In a field of grain
Ripened
Ready for harvest

This golden crop
The wealth which builds cities
Known to urbanites like me
Only as bread
Or an image on a cereal box

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMay 24, 20181:57 pm

Picasso, Daley Plaza, Chicago, Illinois, United States of America

Picasso in Chicago

In a square
Of ramrod straight
Reaching for the sky
A cross high in the heavens
The people gather
In respite
For lunch and chatter
For solitude of thought
Beneath a steely gaze
Realized by mind
Unenamoured of the box
And so dwelt well outside it

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 28, 20177:12 am

The Sea the Forest and the City, Stanley Park, Burrard Inlet, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

The city, the sea and the forest

Entwined with nature
The sea surrounding
The forest abutting
The mountains above

Vancouver
Gateway
To the outdoors

Adventure’s
Threshold

My city

Poetry by Patrick JenningsDec 17, 20174:13 pm

City on the Bay, Vancouver, From Jericho Beach, British Columbia, Canada

Diminutive ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #118

I like the cities best
When they seem small
Diminutive

     Dwarfed by sky and clouds
     Or in the mountain’s shadow
     Some small dot upon the plain

Not so much larger
Than its inhabitants
Nor any one who on the streets
Looks up at towers looming
Considering what hands have built
In any way diminishes
The smallest human being

Poetry by Patrick JenningsMar 2, 201711:17 am

Bengali Tola

She runs

With utter abandon
She runs

Gangly limbs
All astrewn
Head rolled back
Now lolling
Side to side

She runs

Only for the joy
It seems
Of running
Down Bengali Tola

And as my camera
Finally finds her

She finds me

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJan 26, 20178:17 am

A boy and his bicycle, Kashi (Old Varanasi), Uttar Pradesh, India

The Look

Forgive me
Young man
For startling you
With my camera

I heard
But did not hear
You exiting the door

And my eye
Was on a scooter

For which I’d waited

Poetry by Patrick JenningsNov 29, 20167:00 am

Vancouver Night, From Cypress Mountain Lookout, West Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Cloudy Canvas

A million people carried on
Each inhabiting their own little world
Oblivious to the city lights
Painting impressionistic abstracts
On the night sky’s cloudy canvas