Member Poem

I feast on the golden moments  that time weaves from its cocoon,
the threads of divers bliss spun in my life’s  gilded fabric,
throbbing urban pulse,  luscious mint green parks,
chummy voices as  side street echoes,
silver loops of water fountain quench thirst,  giddy breeze reprieve from intense sun’s remit,
the swell of innate kindness  I encounter despite the  clichéd heartless city myth