Day 101 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day paroxysm meaning: "a sudden attack or outburst of a particular emotion or activity."
The Rocks on a Friday afternoon
The camera man chops another piece of history
My aching blisters tear at my heels
The wind stirs teasing the commuter, spectators and Friday revellers
The pavement riddles and confuses cracking underfoot
The trees sway under a sweet cool caress
The bridge towers solemn proud and rusted
The jogger jostled past his pack swinging uncomfortably left to right
The cab driver parks in the centre lane ignores the chorus of horns behind him
The men on their iPads keep their eyes down and move forward blindly
The quiet streets hope for more use and pray all the same to remain undisturbed
The basketballers twist and spin and toss to pumping anthems
The dog walker raced to catch her exuberant hound
The folk sit in and out of the pubs
Checking their friends, phones and mouths
The elderly gent stands confused on the corner clumsily clutching his mobile
The tunnels echo peace and serenity and magnitude
Friends wave, colleagues chant, acquaintances are met and drawn near
The young man sits in a park watches the spring leaves fall
The young women saddle about with their bright hand bags
The lone motor cycle weeps at the sight of the water
The aged stone stand still stiff and confused a century is a second to it
A paroxysm strikes me down between the mundane road signs and the towering pylons and the gates of harbour and water.
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