Twelve
end of summer
1982
mom dad
in
the background
I do all the talking
what I'm saying
is brief
an off-hand question
so to speak
on its face
the whole scene seems pedestrian
though it carries a bit
of restless magic
me fidgety hard
nervous eyes
especially golden
when I turn sideways
and crack
a wry
smile for the camera
the videographer
summer camp buddy
a kid named Terry
from Pensacola
he's still around
though he might
not look the same
it's taken a while
and many carousel rides
to get around to saying
something
I thought I'd never say
to myself
I miss him
me
that kid
the one who had
yet to put a pet
to sleep
or got the news
about his brother
the merchant marine
© Whit Howland 2019
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 9:29 PM UTC
Twelve
end of summer
1982
mom dad
in
the background
I do all the talking
what I'm saying
is brief
an off-hand question
so to speak
on its face
the whole scene seems pedestrian
though it carries a bit
of restless magic
me fidgety hard
nervous eyes
especially golden
when I turn sideways
and crack
a wry
smile for the camera
the videographer
summer camp buddy
a kid named Terry
from Pensacola
he's still around
though he might
not look the same
it's taken a while
and many carousel rides
to get around to saying
something
I thought I'd never say
to myself
I miss him
me
that kid
the one who had
yet to put a pet
to sleep
or got the news
about his brother
the merchant marine
© Whit Howland 2019
An artistic fusion of reality and fiction to create a word painting.
