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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #2242051
Descriptions in contrast
When I glance out my window I see cars.
Traveling at such a high rate of speed
as they impatiently have just taken off
from the imaginary start line at
a speedway.
In reality it’s the stoplight that no one
wants to stop at.
And so out my window I see the irritated cars
(can’t see faces because they’re going by too fast)
But I can tell they’re irritated.
From the hastily squealed tires,
to the strained revs,
to the missed shifts and backfires.

When I look to the sky I see peace.
No rushing about. No impatience.
Just the lazy floating flaps of a heron.
On its way to the pond to feed.
In no rush. In no hurry.
Just grateful to be alive.

Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge week 28
Prompt: look outside your window. What do you see? Look at the sky. How do you feel?
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