Donal Mahoney

Dancing In The Candy Aisle At 6 A.M. - Poem by Donal Mahoney

A boy, maybe 5, dancing
in the candy aisle of a megastore
at 6 a.m., a month before Halloween

is overjoyed by the harvest
on every shelf, his caramel skin
aglow, his hair a perfect 'fro,

his black t-shirt and black jeans
the right outfit for his performance.
And although he has the moves

he’s more a cub scout than
another Michael Jackson.
He has the aisle to himself

except for me and my cart
at one end and a clerk
with a box at the other

both of us stunned to see
a boy with no arms dancing
in the candy aisle till mother

comes and scoops him up,
plops him in her empty cart.
Both laugh and disappear.

Topic(s) of this poem: child, dancing, handicap

Comments about Dancing In The Candy Aisle At 6 A.M. by Donal Mahoney

  • Eugene Levich (9/18/2015 12:51:00 PM)

    A fine portrait from The Donal's perceptive eye! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2015

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