The Burbs--2008

The Burbs--2008

A Poem by Natacha

The burbs

In the burbs....
I play on the
perfected lawns
..I sleep in" Hidden Park"

I drink in the warm sun
far from my urban ...playground

that I used to lose myself in
in the burbs...I seek....my destination
leading me nowhere ..

a map that leads me to the same street...;

(...I carry a shopping list of cliches )


" Is it the white picket fences and soccer moms...
that are to be found ....?"

Strip Malls and Venti Lattes to .distract our day...
I frown upon Another parking lot....and smiley face sticker !
...
another drive thu--to lead us in & out
and on our way....!
..
I enter through the exit door..
and can't find my way back in

to my urban playground ..where the streets are filled with clutter and shameful delights of sin ..




It is about my adjustment to living somewhere totally different than what I had grown up with ..")
from San Francisco to Toulouse,France-East Newark/Harrison New Jersey /New York City to the suburbs..neither good or bad just different that's all!











© 2008 Natacha


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Natacha
Natacha

San Diego, CA



About
I used to write when I was younger and always loved creativity in whatever shape or form music,singing,art,dance,etc.. After the age of 15-I did not write until I was 31 ...in 2005 I just started to w.. more..

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A Poem by Natacha