Driving to Chicago

90 knows me well,
her sinuous curves — through five
states — lead me onward.

Second city

Unlike cold New York
you smile, take in all comers
with your midwest charm.

Riding the El

Red blue brown green pink
purple lines, veins arteries
pulse with commuters.

Chicago skyscrapers

Though Burnham’s Folly’s
in New York, he saved his best
for his hometown dreams.

Buckingham Fountain

What naiad dances
in your pulsing, surging heart,
calling me to her?

Missing Chicago

City of Shoulders
Your fountains bring tears, your sky
scrapers pierce my heart.