Going Home

One chicory flower

on the edge of asphalt

holds on to hopscotch

three bags of groceries

in a two-wheeled cart

dirt road to the feed mill

four houses down

three miniature poodles

     Snowball

     Pierre

     (I forget)

two lawn chairs

facing the train tracks

and one kid

picking iron ore pellets

for her slingshot

#3 of 30 Poems in November to benefit the Center for New Americans. Today’s theme is SIDEWALKS.

Also! Wrote a Flash 55 poem so I could jump into the fray over at Joy's Verse Escape. Grateful for the opportunity to play. Yay!