Lit up like a dashboard at night;
the sky's a windscreen, looking out.
A fog horn calls when it's en route;
the radio plays the waves in tune.
This is my town I'm driving in;
it moves through days and people too.
A view from fifteen miles away
is all it takes to change its face.
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Awesome write. Great view portrayed.
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Very descriptive and it flows very good... it reminds me of Wordsworth's poem 'Lines composed upon Westminster Bridge'...good job there...
Love and regards
Kiddy -
A view from fifteen miles away
is all it takes to change its face.
Loved this write as a whole, but loved the last lines the most. I love this! Great write! -
Loved the imagery in this one, the sky's a windscreen and fog horns calling. Beautiful.






