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" CITY STRIFE "

" CITY STRIFE "

So gently the touch of wind
Through spires
Across city horizons
And into the Kith and Kin
Of lightly flourishing
Delicacies
Of sin
Where families so
Separated
Barely remember
One another
And blood lines corrupted
By the traffic
Of insanity's eventuality
Driven into the souls of brothers
And sisters
Weeping
At the loss of quieter times
Where the wind
Through dying treetops
Is forgotten
And buried
In city lights......

Tony Taylor    (Chicago)



 

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Richard Waters

Never has city life sounded more interesting ! More of a country lad myself !

Really enjoyed !

:)

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Tony Taylor

Thanx Sir Richard!!...........I grew up as an army brat living on different military bases the world over...........but I HAVE to admit I Love the Ciy Of Chicago............thanx for the comment bro!!........your friend and admirer,,,..........T xo 

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Richard Waters

Would love to visit Chicago ! It does have a somewhat illustrious history !!!  :) 

One day I might get across the pond and see how things are progressing over there !!!  :)

Best wishes as always !

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Devon La Porte

A beautiful tribute T, God bless them all. I love the mood of this, comes in like a breeze makes and makes a swift point. Well done big bro loved it.

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Tony Taylor

Thanx D!!.........always a pleasure bro!!.........glad you appreciated the succinctness!!,,,,,,,,,smiles...........T xo

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sparrowsong

Hello Tony...

I have a question about the wind...

It gets very windy in places...

How would compare the coles windy day in Your City vs Wind chill bring the temperature down to sixty below zero in the mountains?

I love the City and I love the mountains too...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugz...

Feathers

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Tony Taylor

Hey FEATHERS!!.........we ARE called the windy city........and we are known for how cold it can get here when the wind comes whipping off of the Great Lake Michigan........but........what most people don't know is that in the downtown area of Chicago the streets are all heated from below so the snow doesn't stand much of a chance of staying in place for too long............but when it's cold and windy and can be impossible to walk outside for long so we take the train underground...........it's a fabulous city............hope I answered your questions girlfriend.............miss you............T xo

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Georgina Richardson

This piece is very interesting T`, well done. Thank you for telling us about Chigago, I would love to see it, and the lake sounds wonderful. How big is it? A brilliant piece well written as always, your talent has know bounds sweety.

I love you kiddo.

G xoxo

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Jack Ellison

This essay touched my soul! Ah yes... Chicago... the windy city! I'm a Toronto native but originally from Montreal, Quebec! My recollection of the Black Hawks goes way back to the Bentley brothers and Bill Mosienko! I'm dating myself eh!!! Again... great write my friend!!! xx

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Tony Taylor

Hey Jack!!.....interesting that you would call this an essay.........curious...........I've visited both Toronto and Montreal.........found both to my liking for VERY different reasons.............I miss the skiing up there........thanx for this my friend.............Love and rockets!!........T xo

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