Cornucopic feasts for the senses
Brain on fire
High Line High of Holies
Hammering Sounds of Industrial
Revolutions
Amidst nature’s whispers.
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Neurons releasing
Odes of joyous
Neurotransmitters
Singing anthems of praise
To the gods for this lovely day
In Chelsea.
Handcrafted poems by John M. Hines, June, 2016
I wrote this poem last week while slowly walking the High Line in New York City’s Chelsea area. I was taken aback by the art around me created by both humankind and nature in a setting of industrialization. While my wife captured the surrounding stimulations on her camera, I slipped into the shade in joyous contemplation to try to put the emotions of the place into words.
