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World to World

The flash of new asphalt
provided escape from country
to a wasp nest of city life.
 
As miles go by, hues
of green mountains
and golden corn replaced
 
by gray concrete high rises--
faded headstones
in rustic cemeteries.
 
Flowers, like those found
along creeks and fields,  
trapped in window planter boxes.
 
The songs of birds drown
in the sea of traffic,
trampled in the stampede
 
of humanity.  No moon or stars
or pond with willows.
Life flashed in neon.

Some super images... trapped in window boxes... rustic cemeteries... neon life...
Maybe title of this poem should speak of TRANSITION, not World To World.         
The wasp nest image drew me from the poem since it was the first hint I saw of the poem's "I".  Consider deleting first two lines of last stanza.  Would it help to clarify if the word "are" were added to stanza 2, line 3?
I know the feeling the poem suggests each time I drive from farm land thru clappboard factory brownfields to downtown.  Dewell

Dewell, Todd, thanks for the input.  To go along with Todd's thought of going back to the country from the gray (grey) of city to Mts. and flowers via the painted/striped asphalt Dewell's suggestion of a different title led me to think of Back to the Future.  I think changing the order does put the flower box and cemetery in a different perspective than my version.  My sight was on the rearview and Todd's is looking out the windshield.  Very neat. This is what is so great about others looking at poems we write.  We may not change a thing, but they show us things we never knew were there.  And we wrote them without knowing.  Brilliant!

I'm just looking at it stanza by stanza:
S. 1 : Dennis, I'd contrast from the get-go like "quiet country" or profoundly quiet country to the wasp nest of the city. You are leaving one for the other. I'd place a descriptor in front of country.
S 2: A thought: did you consider present tense? Everything so different. Hues of . . . .
S 3: I wonder if high-rises might be hyphenated???? I am not sure where headstones/cemeteries fit?? City or country?
S 5: You captured noisy and crowded. One is wild? (stampede) chaotic? or is it just hectic?
I'm thinking you are contrasting noise with calm. Right?
I understand Dewell's suggestion (Transition) but I'm not fond of that word for this, though that is what it is. Maybe Two Worlds Contrast. I guess you'll have to decide where the focus is: on the movement in the car and what you see or the contrast of the two worlds. The title can direct the reader and his thinking.
I identify with the contrast of solitude and quiet vs noise and crowdedness. Your images are good. Easy to follow.

Gang,  this is from Todd's suggestions.  Looks like a more positive approach to what I had written.

Back to the Future

Flowers like those along creeks
and fields, survive here
trapped in window boxes.
 
The songs of birds drown
in the sea of traffic,
under a trampling stampede
 
of humanity.  No moon or stars
or pond with willows.
Life flashes in neon.
 
The flash of new striped asphalt
provides escape from a wasp nest
of city life to country.
 
As miles go by, hues
of green mountains
and golden corn replace
 
gray concrete high rises--
weather-worn headstones

of urban cemeteries.

Yes, I think this helped a lot. Weather-worn and urban, clarifying. Back to the Future as a title confuses me though because you are talking about two places. Did you mean to break the last stanza? I like the colors you have in the poem.