Here We Go Poof
Here we go poof
(From China with love)
I remember kids in America
at the Bank of America
in their baggy pants, baseball hats,
tee-shirts.
There was snow on the mountains
clouds in-pressing to get over
dust the sagebrush with snow.
For the life of me, I think
it was their shouting which
held back or drew the clouds.
They on their skateboards
taking turns with trick jumps
over the sign:
Absolutely no
skateboarding
or rollerblading
As if the freakish haiku of the admin made it tru…
There was more I would say but time’s up.
You remember Tiananmen, won’t you?
They are here now. So long.
So long Huang Qi.
The Tao that can be spoken of
is not the Tao which is.
Just off McCarren some November
(and all those miles away)
Copyright © Terry Hillen | Year Posted 2019
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment