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Screen Door Swing

Updated on December 14, 2011

Screen Door Swing

On the porch, through the scores of a screen door
My legs swing back and forth as the grandfather
Clock in the corner chimes like a church organ
Back to the gravel road, sore feet for poor
Soles that run races beneath the street
Light over obscure shadows
A screen door opens on a broken latch
A cool breeze enters as a rude visitor
With out knocking sits in a rocking
Chair covered in an old quilt
As comfort for company
That which the pot calls black
Whistles in the kitchen a top
A stove fueled by gas
Re-lit by a match as smooth
Wind whispers secrets
To good listeners
I sit unaware
I will never
Return
A screen door screams at the hinge
I've lost many friends since then
In the backyard dogs bark
Through a steel fence
Unaware of the world
Beyond
PWIV


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      Carlon Michelle 5 years ago from USA

      I love the image of the porch you chose for this piece. This poem sounds like a story of child taken from family by Family Services. Well that's the vision I see when reading it. Sweet and sad memory it feels like. Smile!

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      Innuentendre 5 years ago from Houston, Texas

      Thanks! Thank you for reading Daisy Mariposa!

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      Daisy Mariposa 5 years ago from Orange County (Southern California)

      Nostalgic and poignant.