nice yards

nice yards

 

 

neighbors wave,

neighbors cackle,

and dance by the hedges

to the tune of the sun's lyrics

and picket fences

are never the snow white barriers

of the early days,

or are they?

 

when did the hounds start barking again

with such resonance

chasing the scent of yesterday,

why are we backtracking?

 

the house next door is suddenly empty of voices

the mountain came and went

and now the hedges are removed

because everybody on the block

is the same again,

 

no one learned,

the books are closed,

the lawns are all neatly trimmed with righteousness 

and TV's have regressed to very narrow screens

 

and the black and white pictures

of who we will always be

if we don't pack up and move away

 

from this little town

of errant appraisal.

 

 

erin-cilberto

1/18/16

Reviews

[wolfshrew]

This took me from my "back then" straight to my "now" and reminds me how good it can be to pack up and move away.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, wolfshrew.

j.

[Jimmy Yetts]

Could apply to everything from "self-righteous" suburbia to the nation's border problems.
Whatever the actual focus, this is a lyrical, richly-imaged piece of work.
Exceptional, Jacob!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your kind review, Jimmy.

j.