Member Poem

With an  eye to floating clouds,
this intensely warm summer day,
I dream in luscious circumstance,
amid a dormant urban sleep,
teasing a spur driven morn,
in anticipation of the hubbub,
which never fails to disappoint,
each enthusiastic dweller must often weigh,
the deep blue sky and green pulsing earth,
a festival of raucous sunshine zeal,
sunshine pep  as commonplace,
anchored  to infectious street spot,
fleet of foot future idol, who might risk,
everything they own right now,
inspired by peach hued vault,
and rising steam inlaid pavement,
a challenge less an ultimatum,
more an open ended contest,
rich lode visual spark plug,
way to go thing that somehow,
makes its own way  to each of us,
if only we could listen, hear, or see,
comic interplay at exhibition,
jesters on the roundabout, eschew the pundit,
keep your mind on wider world scope,
audience, performer swapping places,
find it hard to focus but still,
with distraction a high tower,
and other swift commotions pending,
wish fulfillment  is a pop up shadow