Spice and Smoke
The hookah smoke rings rise up high,Into the purple, evening sky.The tea is served in glasses small,Against the tiled, patterned...
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The Market Run
The hawkers balance heavy loads,Along the bumpy, dirt-packed roads.The fabrics shine in bold design,A perfect, energetic line. I buy the...
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Painted Streets
The murals cover every wall,The vibrant stories of us all.The blues, the reds, the striking green,The most alive I’ve ever...
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The Bicycle
Two wheels, a frame, a steady chain,To ride through sunshine and through rain.I pedal hard against the wind,Where all my...
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The Spice Market
The saffron, cumin, and the clove,A beautifully scented treasure trove.The colors burst from woven sacks,To cover up the pavement cracks....
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Desert Skyline
The glass towers pierce the sky,Where falcons used to freely fly.The desert sand meets steel and chrome,A futuristic, burning home....
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Winter Palace
The gold is shining in the snow,A remnant of so long ago.The grand facades of blue and white,A testament to...
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The Potter’s Wheel
The clay is wet, the wheel is fast,To make a shape that’s built to last.His fingers guide the rising wall,Before...
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Street Vendor
The smell of spices fills the air,Beside the crowded public square.He flips the tortillas with his hand,The finest artist in...
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Market Morning
The baskets full of spice and grain,Beside the tracks of passing train.The chatter rises with the sun,Before the daily work...
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Diner at 3 AM
The neon flickers on the glass,As yellow taxis slowly pass.The coffee tastes like burned regret,A taste I never can forget....
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The Local Train
The rusted wheels begin to squeal,A heavy, metal, moving beast of steel.The vendors push right through the crowd,With voices booming,...
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