Afternoon Poem, June 30, 2015

 

On The Morning Ride

 

Saturday morning, after the rain

Early, grey, damp, cool, misty, refreshed

 

Our narrow bike tires

roll along the rain-darkened pavement

 

Spraying up fans of water drops

As they spin along at 15 miles an hour.

 

The roads are almost empty now

And we speed down hills and around curves

And into the country

Where the creeks are high and rushing

And the tall grass is bent over from the morning’s downpour

And at the slightest breeze, rain still drops from the forest leaves.

 

All is peace along this rural road

The houses, gardens and lawns all newly rinsed and clean

 

Until we hear a woman scream

 

And they walk around the corner of their home (I presume)

And into our view.

 

A man and a woman

Both ragged,

He is looking down into his open hand

And she, visibly distraught, unkempt for days

Runs after him, again screaming at the top of her lungs

“Robert.  Give me my pills.”

 

Copyright 2015

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5 Responses to Afternoon Poem, June 30, 2015

  1. labeak52 says:

    Oh, yeah. Every word of it. Andy was there. I’ve got a witness.

  2. I feel bad for the couple, but I love the drama and unexpected turn of the poem.

  3. labeak52 says:

    Yeah. The thing that struck me was this misery amid the relative peace and beauty and – seemingly, at least – prosperity of the place. It was a nice house. And the other thing is, how pervasive the problem is, right here in River City. At bottom, I think, the problem is a spiritual and philosophical one. Other things enter into it, I know. Things the poor woman can’t control. But it was like riding through Mayberry and then coming into a scene from Cormac McCarthy.

  4. Pingback: Drama on the road. | Joseph E Bird

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