Thursday, March 28, 2024

Innocence Interpreted


ripples in the water

flat rocks skim the surface

june bugs on strings

swung around our heads,

cat tails at the water's edge

a snake head appears

just to the left of center,

black tennis shoes and

water soaked levis are

highlights of spring...

a robin's nest built in

a dogwood tree a blue

bird house on a pole,

insects buzz bright lights

just below the entrance

of the treehouse that had

three floors and a porch

on which we sat at sunset

eating hotdogs without buns,

toy pistols and cowboy 

clothes and rake handles we

used as horses - these are the

memories of innocence that

have long since died after

the first summer we failed

to show up...  bulldozers

knocked down trees on

which our house was crudely

attached and new homes

were built for all the new

families with children that had

no wooded area to play in.


March 22, 2024

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