Many Feathers
The one and only Sandman
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Ya know...
I once got a handjob in a pile of leaves...wonder if I could do a poem about that!
RhymeFairy said:scarecrow .... free thought ~
raking yards and yards of leaves
we set out to "clean it all up," as momma said.
my brother was apt to get sidetracked, wander off.
I was left to do the work. not this day.
rakes in hand we discovered a new friendship.
dancing around as leaves kept falling, laughing
because we new our job, would never be done.
placing a green tarp in the middle of the yard, throwing
mucking through yellows, reds and deep embering reds.
crackling to pieces of nothing.
disintegrating fragments crunched and spread. finally,
a huge pile was made. only to watch, as the wind scattered
them all over again. giving up, was easy to do.
jumping from porch to pile as pillows of leaves
caught our landing. around, around again
till gasping breaths had as in tears of merriment.
leaves in hair, shirts and socks, a new idea hit us both.
dads ratty pants, flannel buttoned holed shirt
and goofy old shoes ... whose we had no clue.
stuffing, cramming pushing them deep. developed
a devilment of cackling among the crackling leaves.
our scarecrow was the best in the neighborhood.
ugliest too, but the enjoyment of that day still stands
and delivers a happiness I shall never forget ...
I once got a handjob in a pile of leaves...wonder if I could do a poem about that!