Best Poem of W H Benjamin

Catalan Princess
She, this Barcelona,

Makes me feel as if all the streets are alive

The buildings like sleeping jesters, giants

Dormant, snoozing under Summer skies

Waiting to perform in a midnight Circus

She dances on The Ramblas,

Waiting for Gaudi to appear

To breathe life into . . .
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Beauty
Beautiful buds, so like, the scarlet bits of amorous lips

My tree is dying, flowers every spring with a snow drifts worth of blossoms

Pink Petals, star shaped, carpet every step of concrete

Making discreet the ugliness of city streets

Free form love letters to beauty flutter down with effortless . . .
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