Bliss in Detroit

As we finish up our discussion on graffiti in Detroit, I wanted to share a poem I started to write while we were on our field trip and just finished up today. As we discussed perspectives and the light in which Detroit was viewed I felt these things being reflected in each photograph I took.  I felt the power to change views, including my own, but mostly I felt like I was learning so much, and I love to learn.  Anyhow, here is my short acrostic poem, Bliss, and a few pictures that I took while in Detroit.

Buildings scraping the turning grey sky
Losing themselves in a tale of stories untold
Images shattering before me
Shards of silhouettes piercing my soul

Sharing emotion, an unbreakable bond.