Thursday, August 4, 2022

play (Folk Fest '22 poem #4)

away from the jingle jangle of tarps and people 
we go off looking for… 

the bubble man is gone 
no one is on stilts 

just keep walking until  
we find the booth of toys and 
buy a ball for catch 

and then we play 
throw back and forth catch and miss 
miss and catch

ancient game of back and forth 
behind the tents where few people walk 
a couple observes from hammock and 
we chat as we throw 6 years old and 60 

and when we walk back 
he slips his hand in mine

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