Saturday, May 26, 2018

Rob Schackne #662 - "There I was, ticket in hand"

      "There I was, ticket in hand"

                                      for J.B.

         There I was, ticket in hand
         when my hat blew away
         was it a sugar packet I held
         a day unfolding in the sun
         an orange peel in the bushes
         a snake wrapped around a stick
         did I just blow it all away
         where was my ticket going
         the years of the shopping carts
         down the creek in the water 
         in the grass the wire snares
         with the leaves and twigs
         and there was I, there I was
         where does autumn go


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