Poetic Musings

Where We Go

The houses are tall and stately –
Or plantation-like, and serene.

Trees cluster up against them comfortably:
Green, lush lawns spread elegantly.

This place has a mixture of
Many places we’ve been before –

All the good parts in this big city or that:
The parts of the smaller city where we stayed / where we lived.

It also has the mental health issues
Clustered around the local Safeway,

And the students raggle-tagglin’ around,
Caught up in their own private monologues.

You can look around at any age:
Everybody’s doing something.

It’s a nice change from where we’ve been –
Where the doing is just basic.

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