A wave crests in the sidewalk
The cement rolls toward you
Reach for a tissue paper flower —
Her hand —
To steady you as it bubbles
Beneath your shoeless feet
It travels up your pant leg
A jitterbug tremor plants
Itself in the corner
Of your eye
Her laugh reminds you
That you never want it to stop.
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Day 3
She & He #1
Nice!! I love the cement wave thing!
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This has the sound of a love relationship — truthfully relying on the other’s hand, laugh, presence to … not still the quake, but turn it into an amusement ride for two. Or perhaps I’m being too literal. Even so, I like it muchly, Jilly!
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Excellent analysis, Charley! Thank you
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The cement rolling towards you is such a visually and everything else in the post stunning poetic write. 🙂
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