Striding down Queen Anne's Lane NW
  turning onto sidewalk brick
     laid out hand by hand
   Snyder's RipRap
                 corrupted
                 by urban tangle
     sculpting brutally the
        land
           shape.

Long way-
 Many days' travel-
     to High Sierras;
        Japhy's Domain.
Shenandoah & Appalachia lie
  within a day
  though reality keeps them beyond
my reach.
Bound by day planners;
technology ties with electron
  streams
         &
          telephone wires.
  Been forever since I meditated
on "What purpose have the stars
         to stare down at us
         each night?"
    There are no stars
           above city light.

©2000/2001- jmh

About the Author
jmh is a family man who is thankfull for beer, LPs, and extra guitar 
strings.  Donations of any of these things or cash for their purchase will 
be happily accepted.