LITTLE GIRL LEGS
little girl legs
patent leather shoes
walk - she dances on
her way to school
she gazes up
it shines like a
giant yellow balloon
on top of red brick
little girls
bewildered by its'
size, knows a sound
will cause her fear -
her feet, no longer
dance - instead
now dragging feet
across cement
a large yellow
balloon warns of
war - of bombs,
death - no family
left
sirens sound - hurts
small ear - or does
it hurt a mind calling
out in the middle of a
day -
together walk
little girls and boys
against a wall,
down two flights
of stairs to a
basement floor
neat - arms at their
side - straight -
no one laughs,
no one cries
small bodies sit
facing a putrid wall
of green - indian
style; girls bare
legs kiss gray cement
floors - heads touch
cold walls
hot air - inhale,
exhale, inhale on
bare flesh - eyes
closed - arms - hands
wrapped around a child's
head
all clear - a sound
erases fear as smiles
appear, pushing -
shoving - joking -
talking
until another day
unwrapped arms,
uncrossed legs -
hot air no longer
on little girl legs
Nancy Duci Denofio
2 comments:
I just read your interview on "Writing Without Paper" and decided to check out your blog. Glad I did. Love this poem and I'm thrilled at the story of your discovery. What a world.
Good luck with all your publications.
Myrna you are so sweet, and I thank you for all those kinds words. I am also pleased you have come to visit, and hope you have seen all five blogspots, check them out on the dashboard. Sincerely, and a big word of thanks, Nancy
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