My Pomona Poem

 
My Pomona is an industrial grey
for the cars and trucks that fly
by in the highway

Its red and black for the fever-dream
feeling at an art walk or night event
when you’re slightly overstimulated

It’s green and yellow for the warm
sun and cool grass at the park
with your best friends

It’s a city of brown for its antique
shops, car mechanics, libraries, and
abandoned buildings

Its diverse, inimitable, unique,
and beautiful in its own ways
reflecting the diverse, unique, and beautiful people.