And then...

Sunday morning

Outside I hear the sounds of children ,

the noise does not get softer or louder,

just a small stone in the hand of a morning,

legs splayed and weak, folded obscurely in cotton

so falling asleep again, I scramble up a nightslope,

dirt and gravel shoot from underneath my bare feet

and then

I dream of my first day at school, the smell of stale milk

and wet raincoats, the crying of lost children.

This is an unexpected return, as if I will never again awake

to the sound of the paperboy opening the creaky gate.

Reviews

[Wolf's Dark Song]

I took this as a dark poem....as if one is tired and dreaming of better days that don't really seem better at all. Anyway, a enjoyed reading your poem, it is r really really good.

[Pax]

intriguing start to end. great job.

[sienikeha]

ah! how refreshing. great write

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

such a mysterious aura is conveyed in these words...

[Audrey Howitt]

just a small stone in the hand of a morning,

Loved these words--Thank you for sharing this piece. There is a wonderful sense of the visual in this piece for me--

[FJ Davis]

"...children devoid of motion," really bothered me.
No matter how seemingly melancholy, remembrances of childhood, quite often, bring a certain joy. (Certain memories, of course, not at all.)
In ten or twenty years--perhaps, much less--I'm not sure paperboys will even exist.
Thanks. Leslie, for sharing this portion of your Sunday morning (and beyond)--most of which, unfortunately, soared, pitifully unobstructed, right over my head.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Frank , you´re dead right ! I changed the first line and it`s now a better poem, this are the kind of reviews that I need to improve what I
write, and the kind of things that good writers like you notice, thanks for
the review, Leslie...

[FJ Davis]

Your first-day-at-school dream must have been a near-teleportation experience or, at least, extremely realistic, to have so strongly suggested dramatic change. Maybe, even, fear of waking up in a world different than the one you fell asleep in.

[Emily B]

I enjoyed these words very much