A Poem After A Walk This Afternoon Poem by RIC BASTASA

A Poem After A Walk This Afternoon



dust on my feet on my rubber shoes
stamp a mound of mud drying itself
the afternoon sun so hot
this little boy follows me with his gaze
did i appear so big to his attention
or the world is too small for him to play ball?

we look amazed to the same birds
too playing in the skies chasing the ones
not having the same feathers

the sun sets spreading orange colors
waning and now sprinkles some gray hues
the boys playing basketball sweat like they
were bathing on the rain, their bodies gleaming
like some barbecue on spiced oil

time to go home, it is dark, i have no reason to stay
the little boy follows me towards the road
where the flourescent light is turned on by the guards

then i look back, the boy was gone
the whole block is lost eaten by this night
and on the island of light on this road
i stand, waiting for my ride back home

then i look back again, i smile a while
that little boy was me, i got lost somehow

i touch my head, i am setting a new perspective

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