grass-caked sneakers dangle from booster seats
they try to recall whether they've finished their lunches;
hazel and blue watching streets trickle past
sixth-grade hoodies slosh along the sidewalk:
happy orange-yellow-green and soggy
his thoroughbred grazes along chain link fence:
lead slack and dripping silent silver
highway cars pass the church gym;
puddle spray echoes along the wall
she sees her porch reflected in driveway puddles:
gold, with plaid curtains and an open door
it rains all friday long:
a week's worth of cares slip down the gutter.
coming to emily's?
these images are authentic, oh those grade six hoodies...
ReplyDeletesmiles. it is good to be home at the end of the week...rained all weekend here too...
ReplyDeletei love these word pictures. i love how you truly see people.
ReplyDeleteFollowed you right home -- cares slipping away.
ReplyDeleteBethany Ann I'm sorry I haven't been here for so long. From the beginning of the month, from the last post Sara wrote in August, and the subsequent posts by her friends, I could read the handwriting on the wall. I've been thinking only of her, and reading only her blog. I'm sorry. I was gone for good reason and I’m now just starting to get back to reading the blogs I heart – and I heart YOURS! And today All those words, just flowing and trickling like the rain, but the ones I hearted most – "a week's worth of cares slip down the gutter." that just made my heart smile – thank you – smiles have been rare. still smiling. Bless and keep you and each and every one of yours.
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