orgami's Diaryland Diary

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riders before the storm

i remember night times
and the light shinning from
the kitchen globe on the lawn
the fence line and the tall
grasses where the lawn was
not cut and the night winds
thick and blowing in the
upper reachs of the balsams

the screen door keeping out
the moths and June bugs
and lightening flashing far
and distant on the edge of
the hills across the flat
wetlands

just a kid caught in the deep
mystery of the mood
standing there with the wind
tousling my hair
not afraid of the pitch darkness
around the back of the kitchen
like this

waiting for the storm to get
here
for the rain that would pound
on the windows and shake the
house thunder against the slope
of the attic room we lived in

my face wet as we would pile into
the huge old car the vinyl seats
the heavy doors the dashboards
green glow and single needle

the run from the parking place
to the house

always running
i remember that
the maple wild with wind

12:37 a.m. - 2008-06-01

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