Old New York

Twice now I've gone to New York and find it almost impossible to write about it, maybe there's too much going on.

Old New York stared back as I tried to write.
Every line seemed trite.
A scribble here,
A doodle there,
The paper was filled with frustration
And my hands were distraught with tension,
couldn't write a decent line,
Not even after a few glasess of wine.
I love the city and how nothing stops moving,but perhaps
It moved too fast.

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

I love New York. My Mother was from Brooklyn and when we were kids she took us to NYC every chance she got. It was those trips that made me realize just how crappy our crappy little town was and that was the catalyst for me to join the corps when I was 18. Running all over NYC with my mom fiercely leading the charge had a lot to do with that. Great poem Inda. Man would I love to be walking up prince street chewing on a pizza right now.

[Inda]

Glad I could ellicit such a responce from you, I love New York, even with all the craziness that goes on.

[Frontier]

I can totally relate as I got back from being in NY for a month. It has that feel, a peculiar feeling, of something elusive, something hard to grasp. I like how you say it stared back, it does feel like the city, in a sense is "looking" at each and every one of it's inhabitants, embracing them in it's noisy, hazy arms. It does have a tendency to make one feel like they're "not enough", but there is a certain beauty to that.
I fully enjoyed this.

[Inda]

Thank you so much for your review, I completely understand what you mean, ny has a unique enrgy and I'm glad i'm not the only one that felt that way.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with your description of New York. The city had a dark energy that keep the city alive and strong. It is a fast pace city. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[AprilRN1210]

Sometimes it takes our minds a little time to process things, activities, memories... This is a nice frustrated scribble... life is fast and if we don't watch it then it might pass us by in a jumbled up blur... good job sir... maybe some candles and share that wine and not only have a good time, but memories to write about galore... ((hugs))

[Inda]

Agree, thanks April! Means a lot that you take the time.

[AprilRN1210]

always a pleasure