Amputated Moon

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Archive for January 3rd, 2008

Kite Flying

January 03rd, 2008 | Category: My Poetry

There is just you

and just me

walking together

with the kite

 

up the rolling brown hills

just beyond our house

and my school

looking out for snakes

 

the breeze blows my hair

but not yours

shorn short

by a military barber

 

you in your combat boots

snake-proof

and I

wearing my Keds—

 

we stride through

the tumble weeds

and dry grass

ready to launch the kite

 

now—we run

fast

or as fast as we can

up hill

 

toward El Camino Real

our feet freeing up

the scents of the chaparral

we stop

 

breathless

 

there is just you

and just me

standing together

watching the kite

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