A valley of lights

twinkling orange and white

brighten the night

with their silent song



Skyscrapers loom high

almost to puncture the sky

and a stranger might

cry for all it's beauty



But only one star

can shine through from afar

and leaves only one scar

in the brown night's purity



When you come into view

my heart beats anew

with all the love I have for you

my favorite city

Slowly you fade away

    into the clouds

    into the haze



The lights are gone,

    but I still feel warm

The scenes are gone,

    but I still feel like I'm there

The people are gone,

    but they left a permanent mark

ONE** pointed starfish

clinging for life

waiting for high tide



TWO small children

string along side

the gentles waves



THREE ocean ferries

hopeless tourist traps

whale watching- no avail



FOUR sneaky seagulls

begging for food

stealing your lunch



FIVE murky footprints

imprinted in the sand.

Attached to them? Memories.

Seattle is like a harp,

    many strings

         many lengths

              many sounds



Each unique to themselves

      but when played together

           create perfect harmony

Racing through grey waves

Vagabond of the sea

Wind as your leader

Small squares dot the hildside

Tiny ants scurry about

Moving rectangles cruise on along

A few building blocks stand tall



This is the view

timeless,

peaceful,

ever stirring.

Shout!

    

              Yell!



                        CRASH!



Fish!

            

           Flowers!



                       Final Hour!



STOP!



           Pay!



                     Ca-CHING!



Pike



        Place



                    Market



                                 Is

  

                                      Everything!

Constant beeping

Stifles many's sleeping



Get up! Time to go!

Don't be late for work!

Even arriving a minute tardy,

Makes the boss berserk.



Suit, check

Briefcase, yes

Clamor on to the bus

Cup of Joe, got it

Manila folder, find it!

Gee, the boss'll make a fuss



When you think you're in the clear,

Uh oh... rush hour is here!

Stuck behind a geezer, ******!

Acceleration pedal, jam it!



8:01...

Oh hell, you're done.

Like a lone wolf

I wander



Like an ancient thinker

I ponder





Great city lights,

lead me



In my pelerious flight

intercede for me



Like there's no time in the world

I leisure



Like a mourning window

I need closer





Great city lights,

I be stumped



Maybe that's why

I lost and jumped

High above

         Over looming skylines

Feeling like a titan

         In real time

For once

         Conquering over streets below

Watching everything

         Come and then go

On once hand

         Your view is limitless

On the other

        You're rendered powerless

Seeing how much

        Activity is around

The many, many

        Sights, smells, textures, sounds

The only thing

        Reigning above you

Airplanes on strait paths

        To make their due

An urban titan

        So limitless

Distant from the city

       So powerless

The first light

Gleaming with shinning power



Unlike the dawn

In the midst of witching hour



There's more!

Lighting up like a fiery display



A tasteful

masterpiece they portray



Such a momentous thing,

How can it suffice?



Truely

this much be paradise

Driving through the

dark and dreary

night



Fleeing about the

looming clouds in

flight



Glancing down on

the flickering lights

below



Not about to

question all the

hopes

   dreams

       harships

of the bearers

the light does

lift



Such a lonely

exsistence a highway

lives