Free verse № 110955
Eagledale Drive
Just drove by
30th and Eagledale Drive.
Can you believe Mr.Hickman's still alive?
Can you believe the gray wind of used to be and winter?
And just the other day -
when I was nine
on a yellow bike by Danberry Drive,
running away with skinned knees and innocence.
In 79 I knew the beauty of suntanned now -
the simple perfect of hazel eyes.
The great mystery of railroad tracks -
the apocalypse dusk.
And I'd run back home through the Brown's backyard,
back home to my childhood god,
to the cluttered heaven of then,
with dirty hands and surety.
13 comments
I like the line "Can you believe the gray wind of used to be and winter?"
"simple perfect" -> "simple perfection"? Or are you making a grammatical pun of some sort that I'm failing to get?
She loved me so much but I kind of drifted from her.She died before I could tell her how much I cared about her.I did'nt lose
her - she lost me when I ran away.All my fault....that's why I'm sorry.
Time will tell!
Far past this sad little site!
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