helmetA Poem by Arthur ZevalijMy brother had asked me Why don’t you bring it to school And one day I did. They almost stopped me at the gates And asked that I showed my ID When they looked at the photo I replaced it from the bag into The sleeve of my shirt There was a storm that night And the gulls were crying strange yelps On the parking lot As the wind blew garbage cans across pavement I unbuttoned my coat and put it inside the locker Only after the day was over I realized The combination had changed All on its own © 2023 Arthur Zevalij |
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2023 Last Updated on March 2, 2023 AuthorArthur ZevalijAboutI like to read on the porch and listen to the sound of raindrops. more..Writing
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