In Chelsea

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.