The boulevard in bloom

rainy day

The universe is falling, the boulevard is in bloom. Watering can clouds gently bow over busy city sidewalks; like ethereal rivers drizzling downward upon an unending metropolis. Cascading constellations fall like liquid stars upon weary warm faces. Black parasol flowers blossom up and down the boulevard with mysterious synchronized unity; bursting skyward they rise to greet the rain with shady umbrella beauty; like a parade of dark dress maidens spiraling in the wind. Strangers waltz with strangers as silent, coalescent collisions, rapidly descend. Raindrops bead on iron castle spires, content to fall salient luminaries’ pool beneath quickly moving feet forming puddles of captured cosmic light. The universe is falling, the boulevard is in bloom.

Author's Note

I found playing these two songs simultaneously while reading created an interesting experience.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wxrB41PMhw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YlOJr1csOR4

Reviews

[Jennifer Lenhardt]

i like how you've described spring in the city and the people there too - wonderful word choices. i really liked this as it describes spring around here perfectly; everything's in bloom yet still under rain. it's like sunshine meets gloom but somehow there's still beauty to be found in both of them. nice write!

[LoneWolf]

Here is a rewrite: The universe is falling, the boulevard is in bloom. Watering can clouds gently bow over busy city sidewalks; ethereal rivers drizzle down through unending metropolis. Cascading constellations shoot like liquid stars warming weary faces. Black parasol flowers blossom with mysterious synchronized unity; bursting skyward they rise to greet the rain with shady umbrella beauty. A black umbrella ocean churns like a parade of dark dress maidens spiraling in the wind. Strangers waltz with strangers down sidewalk dancing floors; ladies find their gentlemen and promenade through the storm. Raindrops bead on iron spires, salient luminaries’ pool beneath swiftly moving feet; black shine boots disrupt puddles of captured cosmic light. The universe is falling, the boulevard is in bloom.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was just a relentless assault of vivid imagery.
What a stunner! I was blown away.

[Sel Whiteley]

The prosaic structure of this really helps to reflect the subject matter of a boulevard in bloom. Love the use of alliterative sound effects throughout "boulevard" "bloom", "cascading constellation", "weary, warm faces" and your engagement with colour. Again, I don't think the adverbs are necessary but other than that a very strong poem.

[Ladysue]

love the title and this piece is full of wonderful imagery that makes the reader feel...i love these lines, wish i wrote them...'The universe is falling, the boulevard is in bloom...stunning work..

[Little Abbey]

Very well written!

[Arabdha]

lovely..the feel of rain..the light drizzle..watery puddles..all come back to me..every writer has a unique trait..yours is the way you describe everything..even the minutest little detail is there..bravo !

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Such an interesting and quite beautiful read. I found myself carried into your poem by your incredibly use of imagery.

[Audrey Howitt]

I love your use of imagery! Beautiful use of language and so evocative. I can almost smell the sidewalk.