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Publisher's Lament by Kristina WoodhillBrick walls wear
Urban scrawls
Where aerosol
Kicks up its can-cans,
Where coats in joseph colors
Leave me
Word warmed;
No rejection slips
Slap this kind of murality
Downtown
And the city's never-ending story
Is revealed
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05/06/2014 Posted on 05/06/2014 Copyright © 2025 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/06/14 at 11:50 PM Oh very well done lady. And over they years I have so much of it in many different cities with a variety of styles and meanings. It is a poetry of its own. |
| Posted by Dane Campbell on 05/07/14 at 12:09 AM Awesome. |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 07/06/14 at 04:21 PM An immediate favorite. Beautifully done! |
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