THE CROSSING

THE CROSSING

By Charles Robert Lindholm 1-16-2017 @ 11:07 p.m.

 

The travelers come

across the open space

mostly in the mornings

at daybreak

 

Their pace is random

sometimes in a hurry

to be somewhere

and sometimes with a

leisurely stroll

pausing to smell the roses

 

they are fun to watch

but we worry

about the crossing

they have to make

 

there is no crosswalk

and no signs

where they choose to

go across a four lane road

 

the crossing spot varies

from day to day

as well as their mood

from disdainful to crazy

in a heartbeat

 

the cars stop

but close calls happen

and once in awhile

a tragedy

We worry about the crossing

and the fawns!

© 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm

Inspired by The Daily Post – Daily Prompt – Crossing on 1-4-2017

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5 thoughts on “THE CROSSING

  1. I like how you lead the reader through the poem creating an image and then hitting them with the last line. I thought, as I was reading, that we were talking about humans and my mind was beginning to question their stupidity. The last line brought it all together. An excellent piece Charles.

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    1. Oh, thank you so much for the kind words. They are greatly appreciated coming from you!!!

      It was a fun piece to do. I loved the mini twist at the end too. I love that in movies too. Everyone looking to the right and it ends up being on the left. Really loved your Bully post. I hope you don’t mind me posting a pingback to it here??

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