Brooklyn Boulevard

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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.

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

Posted for “Poems in April” @ Real Toads

Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

46 thoughts on “Brooklyn Boulevard

  1. Margaret says:

    “The wind carries with it a hint of ache
    the way it persists,

    beautiful. The ending lines really are true – and that photo – man I have to go to that spot next time I’m in Manhattan…

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️

      (and thank you for the lovely prompt) 🌹

  2. Kerry says:

    you see
    the key to dealing with obstacles is to remain calm
    for not all storms are meant to disrupt
    our life pattern

    This is so wise, Sanaa. I visited new York 30 years ago, and now it seems like a dream to me. Reading your poem brought the dream back to life.

  3. Kim M. Russell says:

    I love the image you chose, Sanaa, and what it has inspired you to write, especially the lines:
    ‘how many hours of peace can I keep in my pocket?
    I wonder
    as light is replaced by unrelenting blackness of night’
    and
    ‘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’.

  4. Mary says:

    Yes,, vision is the first step toward achieving the impossible indeed! I really like the reflectiveness of your words. So much to contemplate….hmmm, can we write silence? Really an interesting question.

  5. Old Egg says:

    What beautiful language you used in this poem Sanaa that draws the reader in and holds them in a spell to the very last line. Another wonderful piece of work.

  6. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    A fascinating, intriguing piece. And what an arresting question – can we write silence? Now that you’ve suggested it, you can bet I’m going to have to try – many times, no doubt. 😀

  7. Truedessa says:

    The below is my favorite part Sanaa – there is deep wisdom in these words.

    for not all storms are meant to disrupt
    our life pattern,
    some are only meant to push towards direction
    of dreams,

  8. Namratha says:

    There is so much beauty in your words

    I particularly like
    Can we write silence?

    and how some storms are only meant to push us towards our dreams

    And
    The rich blanket of mauve

    Beautiful Sanaa

  9. Ellecee says:

    This is a beautiful description of a contemplative moment in time. I particularly like ” how many hours of peace can I keep in my pocket?” and there are many other lovely phrases in this poem. Enjoyed it so much 🙂

  10. Wendy Bourke says:

    Another beautifully rendered piece, Sanaa.

    ‘ not all storms are meant to disrupt
    our life pattern,
    some are only meant to push towards direction
    of dreams’

    A wonderful line … and so true. Actually, it dovetails rather splendidly with the story I posted this week for Poetry Pantry about ‘watershed moments’. Our poetic muse seems to be in tandem, today.

  11. Carrie Van Horn says:

    “How many hours of peace can I keep in my pocket?” and “Can we write silence” these lines are golden Sanaa! I think this poem is a new favorite for me of yours. So full of depth and a need for reflection. Simply amazing!

  12. dsnake1 says:

    a very thoughtful poem.
    sometimes we do experience that, a sense of deja vu, that the sights and sounds of a moment we have seen or heard before.
    “can we write silence?” we can try, and i think poets will. 🙂

  13. Jim says:

    Sanaa, you wrote this sooo nicely, until you reached the end I was thinking that you were there now. Your first line, using the word, ‘before”. Mind went to ‘before what?’ And it thought it was before now, being there now. But I enjoyed I much, even enjoyed the trick of my mind . Your use of “haven’t ” in the second sentence was the cle.
    ..

  14. Barry says:

    “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.”

    Killer closing lines to a lovely thought experiment. I always enjoy reading your work. 😊

  15. Sara McNulty says:

    “Can we write silence” – Love that line, Sanaa. You also picked one of the most beautiful places for your photo. What can I say? I was born and bred in good old Brooklyn!

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