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by JD_Art @ instagram.com/jd_art_x

Write a story or poem that could be titled 'High Above the City'.

Write a story or poem that could be titled 'High Above the City'.

Writings

High Above the City

Some call me The Guardian Angel. _Gargoyle_ may be more appropriate. I watch them navigate the city from high above. Flitting about from here to there, with their important jobs meeting important people.


Up here the aroma of honeymeade and spices drift on the breeze from the night market. The sounds of music and laughter floating up and around me. They enjoy their leisure hours in safety and goo...

High Above the City

High above the City

where birds roam around

I stand above the ledge

and look below the ground.


Vehicles of shapes and sizes

compete with one another

they speed up and exhale gases

but no one seems to bother.


The people stand in circles

cigarettes in their hands,

they chat, and laugh, and blow,

and drop ashes on the land.


They line up front of factories

and get ready for their work.

Not a single...

Birds Eye View

As I sit here on the rooftop overlooking the city a rush of thoughts fill my mind. The zooming cars that seem so small from here, the constant city noise beckoning from all directions from both people and traffic alike. Passenger trains entering in and out of the city constantly. The perspective from up here is majestic in comparison to the ground level. The calmness up here keeps my mind from be...

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High Above the City

The sun begins to set, and the street lights encompass the town, it’s always pretty but at night it seems unmatched. Well until you look up, how the stars twinkle and the sky seems endless. It will be lovely to one day remain up there enternally watching the city below ....

High

Im lonely,

I wake up in the morning and feel dark,

I need a light,

Click! Click!


I take a deep breath,

Inhallllle…

And out


That feels so good

My head feels clear

The thoughts i had before have gone again.

I wont do anything practical but atleast my heads in a good place,

I think my heads in a good a place,

Inhalllllle….

Im definitely in a good place.


My light goes out

Where’s the smoke

My head...

High Above The City

Sunset was the best time of day. The time when you can imagine the smog was just clouds drifting by. And on my swing I could fly above it all, like the birds of old.

A hand came down on my head. “Does your Papa know you’re here, piccolina?”

I looked up at my cousin. Unlike me he wasn’t wearing a respirator. But the smog didn’t seem to bother him. Instead he breathed normally.

Frowning, I ...

High Above the City

I’ve been here since birth. Some refer to us as ‘the Cloud People’ or ‘Sky People’. In reality, we’re neither. We’re just like the rest of them on the ground, humans. Except our commander, Commander William, believes that it is safer up here then on the ground.

You see, when the Commander was around 12 years of age, a nuclear power plant went off near his house. His parents passed leaving him...

Maria

Maria, like a light in a dark tunnel


I seek you, before it’s too late


Maria, like a bird in the sky


I capture you before evil gets you into a cage


Maria, like a flower blossoming into its bloom


I’d like to water you so you won’t die anytime soon


Maria, like a feeling I get within my spirit


It motivates me to go beyond my limit


Maria, like an angel from heaven


A kiss from you, I close my...

High Above The City

His metallic limbs rusted faster then he could’ve understood. The gripping vines entangled his arms, forcing them upwards, as he lay against a large stone. His eyes flickered rapidly, as if stuck in a limbo in of activated and deactivated. If he wasn’t careful, one wrong step and he would’ve fallen off the mountain. Fortunately for the robot, he would never take another step.


His once shiny body ...

High Above The City

Back and forth like a rocking horse


Higher and higher till the clouds are gone


Whistling winds screech pass me


My grip only tightens now



Although I see no sun today


The city is what only grounds me


To the reality of my little city



Children run seeking shelter


A kindly store owner lets them enter



Dust scatters the blazing crowds



Voice call from above and under


From trinkets ...