Poetry Pause

The following is intellectual property and original concept of Cicely N. Carter (April 14, 2012)

Of Dreams
written in a moment of realization while walking the streets of Manhattan

The smoke's haze lingers
over heads
like halos over fallen angels.

Cattle driven, prodded by routine
and aimless roaming.

One distant light gleams
like the remnants
of hope
in my eyes.