Words In the Wind
The South End Poetry Group
wrote, shared, critiqued,
then self-published in a book.
Not content to hold and
admire our work, we set
about to give others a look.
We put up a special booth
during the fall festival
honoring our home town.
We raised our tent, to
block the sun, secured
with stakes in the ground.
To catch their attention
we used bright balloons, in
colors of red, white and blue.
We tied them securely
on each side of the tent
in case the wind came thru.
On the tables, we placed
covers in our school's colors.
In front, a large banner
telling who we were and why
we were there, then displayed
wares in an orderly manner.
But the wind had no care
for all our effort, and
spurned our colorful array;
came in with a mighty
whoosh, like a giant broom,
and swept it all away.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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