Urban Arteries

Spice scented air, colours, sounds.

Urban markets are vibrant with life.

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Droning birds carry deadly intent, 

fuelled by cataclysmic opinions.

A loved city, bombed and broken,

screams ricochet off shattered lives.

Refugees flee to the edge of insane,

shadows of home facing their backs.

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Many lost, souls rise in dust laden air.

Urban arteries are running with blood.

Julian Clarke © 2017

Song for you

Before you go I’ll write a song,
A love song for you;
With endless skies infinity blue
And a summer breeze to weigh our love;
I’ll write of a loving sweet friend so true.

I’ll star you in beautiful lines
With melodies for smiling eyes,
White birds of truth flying high
We’ll sing of happy days gone by.

Before you go I’ll write a song,
A love song for you;
With starlit nights deep velvet blue
And a soft west wind to weigh our love;
I’ll write of a loving sweet friend so true.

© Julian Clarke 2017.

I shall link to Poets United for the Sunday pantry