Year of Living Dangerous
just missed that
jagged
sidewalk
crack
earthquake caused it
Bobby said
A jetting eye
caught the rocker coasting
to and fro
on a sad white porch
March 1968
They said you were crazy
and to steer clear
but I gave you an apple
producing a smile
a laugh
and the freedom to just be
We Kelly'd around a lamp post
losing track of time
in the warm twilight
of childhood
and life
then you shared with me a secret
a tree, knot, hole
that held a mother load
of silver
foil
and we were richer than rich
till my dinner bell rang
while your hidden voices sang
in March 1968
Copyright © Patrick Boyle | Year Posted 2013
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