Cool City

Posted on June 9, 2008June 20, 2008 by veronicaromm

Sticky sweat surfaces suddenly.

Water, winds wallow, wither.

Musty melting molten magma.

Cool coffee, cool café.

Heat harsh, hazy hangs.

Swarming subway smells surprise.

Arrive, abode A/C America.

5 thoughts on “Cool City”

mohmed June 13, 200811:31 AM

i love sexual.

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Bhanu June 10, 20084:09 PM

When thoughts are presented in a beautiful way,experience speaks.. the whole story is expressed in a few chosen words.. a POEM is born.. Thank U Veronica..That’s a Lovely Poem!!

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veronicaromm June 9, 200811:02 PM

@ Jannie Sue : Thank you so much. It is how NYC is in a heat wave. V

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Jannie Sue "Funster" June 9, 20087:19 PM

I love this poem! Not an easy thing to do to keep the alliteration without conceit, but you captured each image and made magic happen.

Cool indeed!

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Billy The Blogging Poet June 9, 20085:59 PM

Hey, you’re a pretty cool drink for such a hot day!

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