Richard Evans Poet Imagism

Far Into the Night

a neighbor’s water hose sent
a roaring rapid down the sidewalk curb

our popsicle sticks navigated
through the rocks and raging current

street lights with ominous hue
implored our curfew

we ambled along cheering
those popsicle sticks on
far, far, far into the night

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Edward Mccall December 2, 2017 at 7:18 PM Love the imagery Richard reminds me of when I was a child not wanting the day to end. Richard Evans December 6, 2017 at 12:02 AM Several days after the Watts riots there was a curfew in the city but we kids would sneak out and play into the night. Thanks for stopping bye Ed................peace!

Akkina Downing November 29, 2017 at 5:40 PM This was a fun read Richard. Beautiful imagery :) hugs and smiles :) Richard Evans December 5, 2017 at 11:59 PM Akkina it's amazing how much playtime has changed for kids. Thanks for the input.

Maria Williams November 22, 2017 at 6:27 AM Whimsy and nostalgic Richard - I can imagine the scene. I enjoyed it as it took me back...Maria Richard Evans December 5, 2017 at 11:58 PM Thanks Maria. When all else fails there is childhood.

Susan Ashley November 20, 2017 at 8:35 PM Richard, beautiful images vividly portrayed in your wondrous poem. Enjoyed! Susan Ashley November 20, 2017 at 10:23 PM Yes, and I think your poem speaks of whimsical nostalgia that is so 'not' bland but really beautiful.. :) Richard Evans November 20, 2017 at 9:39 PM Susan this poem seemed so bland to me but then I discovered Carl Sandburg.

Patricia Cresswell November 20, 2017 at 12:09 PM Endearing to my memories of late nights and getting away wth it. Patricia Cresswell November 20, 2017 at 9:48 PM Great years! Richard Evans November 20, 2017 at 9:37 PM Pat it was summertime. It was the 1960's and we didn't have a care in the world.

Silent One November 18, 2017 at 11:52 AM Great imagery created in this poem Richard.. Well expressed.. Richard Evans November 20, 2017 at 9:36 PM I was having a creative outpouring. I wrote 5 poems in two days and this poem was one of them. God that felt good.

Stina Lu November 18, 2017 at 9:41 AM good use of images! picturesque and vivid Richard Evans November 20, 2017 at 9:29 PM Thank you my friend. All the best.......................peace!