Commencement
I’m dressed in the demeanor of
black robes
noon sun blinds
warms
people are dots, float
up from chairs, swarm somewhere
parents step aside
in a green field
my heart, a roadmap
12 thoughts on "Commencement"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Those first two lines are amazing. Great breaks and spacing on the page to reflect the “roadmap” for the reader.
I LOVE how one ending metaphor nutshells your identification with the graduates.
The last line is so you – kind and caring. Your poems have been a treat to read every day!
Thank you
Ditto what Kathleen said. It’s been a pleasure.
Thank you, Sylvia
Yes…have learned from your poems!
Thank you Linda
Agree with all- such a delight!
Thank you so much
Thank you
Lovely. I’ve so enjoyed reading your work.