The sky was bright in my mind
As racing feet flung dust over concrete And my hands grasped the air To catch the sunbeam falling down Just out of reach While the bell whistled behind me Ordering me to return home And later, I thought, Sitting at my desk, notebook scattered, What might have occurred If I had simply kept running
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Two birds squat on the dirt
Soil soothing their weary plumage And the sky sets far beyond their heads Turning them small Just specks in the dust Yet, their pleasure glimmers More radiant than the stars I want to hold onto these moments
That dance in my contemplation Of the two of us, Sitting beside muted lights, Dripping water, running footsteps, sporadic shrieks Yet all that matters being The laughter that quakes from our lips While even the homework, glowing on our desks, Fades into the night with a chuckle I would say I wanted more time
To finish that assignment That one dragging my heart And tackling my mind The one binding me to this chair Where I sit and cry And it wouldn’t be a fib Yet, there is something else Peeking out behind the door Warm, comforting, encouraging A friend with a smile, reminding me That I’m not alone And we still have time Maybe it’s a ghost, I say
As I duck under the tree Little branches, blooming with buds That taste my black hair As the wind swoops around me to reply, Of course I am, silly, don’t you know?... Yet, I keep on walking My sneakers sinking into damp soil And my eyes squinted against the sun Because even if it is a ghost, Well, who’s to say I’m not one? |
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