Lawrence Hall
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When We Played Chase with Dust Devils
Long, long ago dust devils spun across
Our childhood playground where the school used to be
And we played chase with them across the sand
As they whipped up dry earth and long-dead leaves
They were a little scary in their speed
The way they funneled and circled around us
Malignant faces that appeared for moments
And disappeared again – surely only dust?
I didn’t think they meant us any harm
But looking back just now - I’m not so sure
A poem is itself.