Playing outside

justamjustam Posts: 21,410
edited October 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
It's so easy to get off track. This piece has a few bits of humor in it and no real point. :?
Or, okay, maybe the point of this is just having company versus not? :oops:

Playing outside
As a woman, I spend a lot of time in my garden alone
it's not like when we were kids
when we were small kids, we spent time outside in groups
lots of girls, families with sisters, all together!
never alone, we played on the sidewalks in the neighborhood
or in the courtyards and the alleys
being city kids, we were often in other people's yards (!)
sometimes we were even chased away by angry Chinese women with brooms
or, maybe some were Japanese, if one considers those who had raked rock gardens
the day we had a picnic lunch on their shed roof was probably just too much for her
as an older adult, I can see that now...
but, with the percussive yelling and the broom swinging,
it seemed completely over the top to us at the time
so we avoided her place after that!
there were small corner stores which had candy
we'd pool our coins to buy it
it was possible to buy it as separate pieces then
At some point we discovered "the top of the hill"
we meant a specific, far away hill
(it might have been two long blocks)
we had to climb over the gates of the windy, cold, entry way
the big brick flat space was too inviting to stay out
even though there was some disgusting green stuff in what must have previously been a planter box,
(now full of cigarette butts and green mold not too beautiful)
although, it was clear that the design of this huge apartment building had been beautiful
when it was sold to the contractor
for the expensive apartments at the top that hill
were half a million way back then long before prices got crazy
with that ugly, cold, brick entrance.
we used to skate up there on the big flat expanse,
and we'd enjoy the push of the hard wind
I remember those days more than days we stayed inside with other games
but once we moved to the suburbs, it was different
(things are always so different when you change cultures)
in the new town, there were less kids outside
don't know why
you'd think there'd be MORE, with the good weather but
they tended to stay indoors...
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Comments

  • runawayrunaway Posts: 427
    Hope is still the best approach for today and tomorrow


    great fucking story...I like it!!
    did you live it?
    Music is the universal language
    What's better than a cigar? Ed with a sitar
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Of course. :D
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