THE RAMP poem
By Richard L. Provencher
Sun, 12 Jul 2009
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The Ramp
Front porch is background
for a front lawn choking
with ragweed
clusters of dandelions join
peeled paint, passing
as landscape
wheelchair ramp at an extreme
angle, points to an open
doorway.
Iraq War arms take
two smoking tries to roll
up the incline, sometimes three
painful tumbles
provide a deserved smack.
Remembers
the way it was, wife
and kids, picnics, driving around
lots of laughter. Now it's
useless legs, lots of booze.
Harry's probably ten,
Joan's arms miles away
storm clouds
the only activity around.
© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/
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Powerful in its simplicity.
Permalink Submitted by sarah wilson on
Powerful in its simplicity. Very good Richard. sarah
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