As We Wait
pink roses hang heavy in the undulating heat
a partial arch over the laneway
gentle sway midst the silver dust
a youth with his pug dog pauses
half in shadow beneath the flowery portal
the air lit by scent from a hidden inside
the dog restless
pulls at its leash like harbored want
wing-like, the boy lifts the dog to better sniff
delightedly, blooms in the soft swell of summer
unfazed wonderment caught in the dog's wagging tail
cheerful in this limited space
before what a lad hopes to remember is shadowed by age
before what bridges gaps gets undone
an unpredictable moment
a chemistry
when we outreach ourselves
in a patchwork of senses
to know an airborne longing
in the pathways behind us
Copyright © Brian Sambourne | Year Posted 2025
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