A Subdivision in June
...The Sun-Washed Asphalt...
A Subdivision in June
The sun-washed asphalt divvies up the homes
Creating rigid boundaries for the mind
The pent up fury of lawnmowers in the sun
Lunchtime burgers next to toasted buns
The mailman plodding, heading down the street
Humidity sapping strength from tired feet
Those rigid boundaries dividing up the homes
The sun-washed asphalt resembling strips of time
A cranky blue jay squawking in the trees
A blazing cardinal ignores its angry pleas
The scent of fresh cut grass hangs in the air
The kitchen counter displaying market pears
The sun-washed asphalt is working on my mind
Its rigid boundaries dividing up the homes
The school children heading home in packs
Their teachers teaching theories, sometimes facts
Someday they’ll stand on porches in the heat
Then breathing deep, they’ll quietly take a seat
About the Creator
Michael Ugulini
Michael Ugulini is a writer specializing in short and feature-length business articles. He ghostwrites a daily U.S. stock newsletter. He also writes poetry. His interests include economics, literature, music, piano study & baseball.
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