M. Andre Vancrown

Rookie (Berwyn, Illinois)

Sometimes - Poem by M. Andre Vancrown

sometimes these moments darken my streets,
sometimes rain comes spilling down my horizons,
eats up all my precious sunshine,
leaves my cupboards empty, and me hungry,
so hungry my belly aches,
so tired I cannot weep,
(sometimes I do) ,
searching my pockets for something more
than lint,
something to keep me going,
anything

the child in me sees the young summers,
when the stars bore down like promises,
when the sun rode high, under a daring squint,
when the smell of burning autumn leaves
filled the cool, morning air—
sometimes I remember them,
sometimes I remember,
sometimes I do,
sometimes

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 30, 2012


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