Windows look upon the
sidewalk out their front door.
Its surface reflected in glass.
The crumbling path has
seen decades come and go,
history in the footsteps.
Many have walked this way,
some to reach a destination,
others with no direction.
Joy has stepped along its concrete,
and tears have splashed its surface.
Life imprinted with each footstep.
In days numbered it receives
the last moments of travel
along its broken surface.
Progress says it must go.
Soon men will come to remove it.
Its secrets crumbled into dust.
sidewalk out their front door.
Its surface reflected in glass.
The crumbling path has
seen decades come and go,
history in the footsteps.
Many have walked this way,
some to reach a destination,
others with no direction.
Joy has stepped along its concrete,
and tears have splashed its surface.
Life imprinted with each footstep.
In days numbered it receives
the last moments of travel
along its broken surface.
Progress says it must go.
Soon men will come to remove it.
Its secrets crumbled into dust.
©Susie Clevenger 2010
Comments
and tears have splashed its surface.
Life imprinted with each footstep.
This stanza is my favorite but the piece as a whole is great. Just thought the imagery in this particular part was great!
and tears have splashed its surface.
Life imprinted with each footstep.
Really enjoyed the vivid imagery of this stanza!
Great job!
seen decades come and go,
history in the footsteps.
I love this verse. I often look at old cobblestone walks, visualize people from along ago walking on them.
A Dozen Haiku
You get the feel of the place. The rubble of the past may be removed but it will still live in people's memories.
enjoyed reading this work, so rich in imagery. :)
I love the celebration of the overlooked details of life (ie. sidewalks).
Great write!
Happy rally!