Waves of virgin concrete
seduced us up and over and in
Like a Georgia O'Keefe painting,
unfolding like petals,
edged with
steeples of electrical towers.
Utility formed into art~
She invited us to glide to
very heart of Houston--
to the museums,
ball park,
Medical center,
the cafes,
in less time than ever before.
The vast, empty, new tollway,
eerily traffic-free,
was like
a science fiction scene
after the bomb or before the invasion.
We giggled and dreamed of all
the places we would fly
on this new magic carpet.
Miraculously, it dropped us
back into our crowded
neighborhood, many stop signs,
and annoying red lights.
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to promise much but delivered litte. Enjoyed this poem dear Lady.
Bill Murray
p.s. and like everything else you had to wait and wait and wait.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend "up north" in the dfw metroplex, karen lynn in burleson. :D