>"A Cup of Coffee and A View" A Whirl Wordling Sunday #4

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The Hudson River has no rural landscape;
as ferries pass you can hear the slurping of
salty water splashing on bows

All chimneys look gigantic as
we eke out phrases,
expecting others to understand …
while brandishing our textured visions

A lift takes you up to a green cinder block loft
with infusions of Matisse paintings hanging on its walls;
colours are filtered in the dim light of this city

There’s a bridge that leads to calmness,
but we don’t know
how to cross it

I have substituted my tranquility for this panorama
I stop to watch the buildings crumble

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