g r a v e l

soft

 

 

On this spring day white petals skydive to earth

                like ice cream snow

or wedding rice.  

                You wouldn’t think swirling sugar and knotty cotton

would taste good together but

                chicklet teeth laugh hitting the sidewalk

and not helping it, I laugh with them.

                Thirty one flavors of smells

include wet sidewalks,

                wet dog,

messy teenage grass that doesn’t want to clean up,

                nutty bird seed,  

and white fluffy clouds,

                the ones in every song ever made.

soft see.

                soft glance.  

soft feel.

The grass:  brilliant.

The sky: a hug.

The clouds: a little stand-offish but then felt embarrassed.

The dog: crazy with joy.

Me: thinking about the joke you told at the airport

that made me smile and I didn’t have to fake it.