City’s Chaos

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My ears hate the scandalous honking cars and buses. My eyes are hurt by the sight of children sleeping beside roads and under bridges. My nose are irate with the stinky smell of cigarette and engine smoke. My tongue can taste the bitterness this city’s chaos spoke. Yet my skin can feel the powerful tingle of my dream-burning bones.

Hellish oh surely,
for dreamers it’s heavenly.
Work hard, play harder.

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In response to dVerse‘s Haibun Monday #23 – contemporary cityscape by Björn Rudberg (brudberg) who wrote Cityscape Anatomy.

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82 thoughts on “City’s Chaos”

  4. “My tongue can taste the bitterness this city’s chaos spoke. Yet my skin can feel the powerful tingle of my dream-burning bones.” Sigh.. these lines are so raw and passionate, Rosemarie ❤️ Beautifully written.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  5. Wonderful poem Rosema. You are right, there is something about a city. Once you have lived in one there is something there that keeps drawing you back.

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  12. Shivers, my dear. You took the appeal and temptation of the city with the ugly truth of living in it and combined them flawlessly! I could smell the disgusting smoke, and I could also taste the dreams that lie in the cracks on the concrete. As a city girl who loves NYC, I know this crazy contradiction of citylife, to love it and hate it simultaneously, and you my friend, have nailed that crazy contradiction in this piece. I am in awe! ❤

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  22. I appreciate the assailing of the senses by the city–in the way you express it. I guess I’ve generally lived near cities and can go to and leave them, as desired. But you offer a perspective for those who live in cities and don’t (can’t) leave them. What is there is there for keeps. For good or ill. Maybe for better? I like the prose-and-poem form, which you use directly and effectively. So what hope the city, sister?

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