New Beginning

[vaneramos]

Today's prompt from NaPoWriMo was to write a poem about a bridge. This simple stanza is completely true.

New Beginning

Two middle-aged gay men
move into a townhouse,
working-class neighbourhood.
Sow spinach and snap peas
outside the front door in April.
A cute guy two doors down
always stops to say hello,
his daughter visits on weekends.
Beyond the kitchen window
a bridge dappled with graffiti
leads across a ditch into the woods,
chartreuse buds spreading.

Comments

[leafshimmer.livejournal.com]

This one paints a very happy picture.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Shimmer.