Publication 729
By Arcadian on
Saturday, February 26, 2005
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04:37
Location:
Australia
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Friday, July 30, 2004
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Hop scotch
Toss the jacks,
A hop, step and a ...
Mother's yell interrupted
my thoughts and our game.
I looked up, my sister darted inside the house
The clouds came, and it poured,
washing away the hop-scotch markings
on the uneven asphalt.
It was the only time I ever led,
Now, no trace on the pavement
only chalk scribbles drawn by a child's hand
mingled with raindrops
and flowing down the gutter,
into storm-drains
that collect discarded
caramel-wrappers;
and it all gets washed out to sea,
with God knows what - some other
child's chocolate-foil wrapper
or pink chalk markings
that traced a dream run home.
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