ALChemy2 Jan 2006

Sunspangled? Maybe you mean sunlight spangled.
What about something like this:
It is a dizzying day in the city.
A March-wind flirting sings
in a standpipe in a lot I'm passing by
where children used to play.
Now the sun flickers behind a fence.
And in my heart I yearn to cross that lot,
and again on my return, but don’t,
knowing in my heart its current kings
are cold and stern.

I remember when I was younger and wished I could change the world and how the commonness of American complacency drove me crazy. If you wanna beat the system, buy some stock in NC construction Co.s and when you get rich buy yourself a lot for children to play in.