Street Poems
Street Scene
by Margaret Hitch
Some things manage to touch me,
pluck my heart strings and then are off -
The smell in the breeze today
came drifting in from childhood
Yes! I’ve felt it before,
that chemical mixture -
one in a million but there it is.
There I am, back on the streets
of a small town in Alaska.
There you are, on the streets of a big city in fall.
......
Winter Jasmine
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Amid the recent snowfall, is a sunny, yellow cascade;
For, jasmine blooms are now plunging, in cold shade.
Stark trees are forever shivering, though much alive;
Dreaming of the purple birds, and lonesome beehives.
Jasmine is blooming, on every fence and green trellis,
Like rainbow that lingers; when it has much to tell us!
The street of pink-blue skies, now brings ready smiles;
To see myriad florets, on one of nature's snowy aisles.
Winter Jasmine
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Amid the recent snowfall, is a sunny, yellow cascade;
For, jasmine blooms are now plunging, in cold shade.
Stark trees are forever shivering, though much alive;
Dreaming of the purple birds, and lonesome beehives.
Jasmine is blooming, on every fence and green trellis,
Like rainbow that lingers; when it has much to tell us!
The street of pink-blue skies, now brings ready smiles;
To see myriad florets, on one of nature's snowy aisles.
Street Scene
by Margaret Hitch
Some things manage to touch me,
pluck my heart strings and then are off -
The smell in the breeze today
came drifting in from childhood
Yes! I’ve felt it before,
that chemical mixture -
one in a million but there it is.
There I am, back on the streets
of a small town in Alaska.
There you are, on the streets of a big city in fall.
......
