Unassuming machines are these Escalators climb the building, slow and steady Creating a rhythm Elevators spring into action with an inviting tone An automated mail cart rolls by with ease I can rely on these mechanical colleagues They are consistent I’m not so sure about the organic ones…yet The stress lingering outside cannot get past the strong walls The windows reveal a blue sky and green grass The colors are muted, like a painting They don’t make an effort to be flashy They don’t need the attention I leave the safety of this place and return to reality No longer…
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A dense fog engulfs me Frozen in place by the chilly air Blocking my view of the landscape Motionless Guarding the earth from the sun Blocking warmth Lingering past midday Stubborn Structures hidden until the last moment Mighty buildings held hostage Creatures approach cautiously Intimidating Silently in control
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It does not wake with the sun Half a day behind the world Out of sync The exit from the cave is painful to the eyes Blinding Approaching the border to relieve the early risers Protecting the land from the enemy As darkness falls, sounds of the invading forces Approach Schemes and plots attempt to penetrate They are slain with ease The journey home is peaceful as the others are asleep Only the Moon for company The Night Air Invigorating As the fields gather dew, exhaustion comes forth Entering the cave just before the light touches the sky The cycle…
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A sad reflection of knowing the end is near.
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Into the void as my delayed flight bursts into the darkness. Above the earth at frightening speeds, ascending into the clouds. The pinprick of lights from small towns and metro areas. The blinking white light on the wingtip advising observers of our presence. We jostle during our decent, the ground approaches slowly. A soft bump reminds us of our arrival. Fascinating.
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The Canyon, wide and deep, overwhelms me Standing on the edge I stare Rust colored land lives on