Friday, April 8, 2011

Wexford Avenue Sundays

Round and round the tennis court
On our bikes, dogs chasing us
In old tracksuits
Winter light on the broken walls

Practicing piano while you sing
Followed by lamb and potatoes
Back to the playroom
Where half hearted hearts play
with the dolls houses
Families we created
All the time
Anticipating homework, after Startrek
Trying to decide which one of us is more nervous
More likely not to do the Maths unless it’s perfect
We abandon the effort, eat cookies
And watch the MNET movie.

1 comment:

  1. What a gift - to be able to capture these moments so lightly and so perfectly.I see these poems in an anthology.

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