A Shimmering Shimmy City Street Success Story

Silken aurora reflections on shimmering silver sun alleys waking up the yawning dawn of midsummer midweek days
Mirrored images of instants in dew drop puddles, city life polaroids of small seconds when skyscraper heavens meet wet asphalted earthbound walkways
Beaming dandelion sunrays on spring green growing floors underneath my bare resting feet
Accelerated waterdrops swirling along with scintillating dragonflies, sacred space where microscopic worlds and macrocosmic atoms melt in elemental heat
This is the last lost place where wind-dancing cellophane cello covers and packed paperbag bagpipe backpacks meet
Heavy rain stain paintings, shiny night lights and boulevard parades collide on a crowded concrete street
Flat white letters on paving stone pages and one, two, three framed blinking discs telling me where to stop, run or stay
Syncronized traffic signs and yellow lines keep turning wheels in order so they don’t get out of here and fade away

Strong’n’stable cable connections crossing far above heads, holding this town together with their brick embracing metal fingers
Carved out symbols and flowers on wooden doors, everlasting serially numbered vertical garden entrances, deep decorative cuts that last and linger
Everything around is lovelessly arranged in various variations of dreary gray tangents, rectangles and squares
Blades of grass and daring daisies breaking through cracks in the ground, rebellious floral fury that sprouts and so not cares
Solar storm bleached paper poster fragments yearning for passengers’ undivided read’n’remember attention
Roof top chim-chiminey-chimneys like organpipes, coo what a city sight from a different level top floor dimension
Visit wannabe plastic palm tree piazzas surrounded by pale pedestrian picket fences
Wait state waiters ready to serve afternoon gelato teatime, dolce vita delight and dolce far niente italo disco dances

Ad column shopping seduction spinning in circles, someone in 3D please hurry, come, get and pay for what you two-dimensionally see
Lonely theatre loges, cinema seats, park benches and ferris wheel cabins, so many options to sit’n’stare into entertaining solitude void are longingly waiting for me
Unshakeable fish bowl shaped lanterns leading to lit up paths through unforeseeable nighttime dark
Proud pavement poles standing stark and stiff, glowing guides with enlighted bulb heads filled with lunar energy generated electric spark
Cranes of creation lifting confetti colored stone spheres off grounds and heavy weights off hearts’n’minds to build a forthcoming future no being has ever seen
Aircrafts of spirit elevation and pairs of swans taking new rainbow routes to a secret sacrosanct space no one has ever been
Grab your welcome drinks at the happy end finish line of the running scared marathon race, arrive and settle at this slowed down place of neon peace to stay
Tranquility everywhere between down to earth and up in air, nothin left to do for restless souls but to unplug, unwind, create and play.