Monday, March 01, 2010

In and Out of Harmony
for Mervyn Morris

another wonderful rainy day
yesterday the sun came out

today again the weather's divine
rain coming down and the cars
and whatever else on four wheels
going through it, making swishing music

and the just out of school children
coming home, going home in it, through it

thought I heard a stone thrown
thought I heard the crack of one
hitting the upstairs front of my house

heartbeat quickening
had to run out to see
unable quickly enough
to locate my bunch of keys

go out and see umbrellas raised
mothers with children
some upon backs with backpacks

riot of young boys in packs
with the noise they make of speech
determined to menace

could it be because they fear
are quaking within, want to hide this

hide it way within layers and layers
of pretending to be tough

determined to intimidate
out of harmony with life

will never make peace with it
as I do when it rains
and when it doesn't
3:16 p.m.


Anonymous D.A. said...

I want it to rain, if only to see what you saw that day. A very vivid and reflective poem. Movement. Feeling. Rain. Reign.

Monday, March 01, 2010 3:01:00 AM  

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