Brooklyn Boulevard

Feels like I have been here before,
the sights
and sounds seem familiar even though I haven’t set foot
upon the ground,
by day the city is bathed in light,
a shade of soft gold
I experience a sugar rush while sipping cherry lime ricky
at Tom’s restaurant,
how many hours of peace can I keep in my pocket?
I wonder
as light is replaced by unrelenting blackness
of night,
with time
I have learned that you aren’t born with wings

but take a moment
and try to answer what seems to be a simple question,
can we write silence?
can we attempt to supersede negativity with possibility?
The wind carries with it a hint of ache
the way it persists,
it could almost be another season in another place
but I wouldn’t wish to be anywhere
but here,
as I experience a moment of epiphany that befalls
like a rich blanket of mauve,
you see
the key to dealing with obstacles is to remain calm

for not all storms are meant to disrupt
our life pattern,
some are only meant to push towards direction
of dreams,
yes it feels like I have been here before
the sights
and sounds seem familiar even though I haven’t set foot
upon the ground;
vision is the first step towards achieving the impossible.

 

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Posted for “Poems in April” @ Real Toads

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