Katherine Rhodes Poems

Click, click
go her shoes on the cold cement
as she turns her back
on what had meant
...

There she sits
with her book in her lap
and her eyes in the book
and a look in her eye
...

Take my hand
Although it is cold
Believe my words
Even if they seem old
...

Look at me Look at me
The little girl cried
to her mother while she pounded
the dough with her fist
...

I can't help
these terrible thoughts about
death
and how easy it would be
...

I stepped on the same cracks in the sidewalk
at the same time you did,
and walked in your footsteps
as we climbed the stairs
...

We sat in the fake city lights of the city
talking and looking back
at our lives spent a part.
Reflecting is what he called it,
...

I am sorry
for the stupid things that I do.
I hate them,
because they push us farther apart
...

We sat in the fake lights of the city,
talking,
simply talking and looking back
on our lives
...

He protected me tonight
from a seemingly harmless danger,
and I feel compelled to love him for it.
But how?
...