Asphalt Rhapsody
 
Dark, smooth; cool reflections of neon cast.
Harpsichords of muted glows magically stream past.
A flowing symphony dressed on shadows of black.
Memories played to aqua tunes from a hidden past.
 
Reds and greens shimmer on a sleek moving stream.
Moving, keeping time, laced with yellows on a nights dream.
Soft tread of grooved polymer making tracks sings along.
Wipers keeping time to midnight’s rhapsodies asphalt song.
 
Bulbous dark clouds on a pink horizon grow.
Reflections of city lights captured now unto the nights glow.
Oh rhapsodies wave comes now cool, smooth and black.
Memories fond still trickle as into the night I journey back.

J. Allen Wilson © ONE 2007

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