The Copper Beast is Rising
The great burnt sienna beast
Rising shiny new penny
Bursting 3-D
From rail yard craters
Reflections and refractions
Points of contention and distraction
Rising amid the noise and traffic
Rising above clickety-clack
And screetch
Above rat tunnels
humans running rat races
Brooklyn reborn on hardwood
Windows into the soul of rebirth
Washing 55 years of bad taste
Like rain flooding the streets
Turning red-stitched baseballs
To great orange pumpkin balls
Squeezing through peach bushels
Into the rising landscape
Brooklyn reborn brownstone and limestone
Old brick towers winking
Glass and granite and steel speaking
We rise in fever pitch
Our own team our own home
Loud and Proud
We rise a mass of colors and cultures
We rise as many
We rise as one
2012 August
David P Eckert