Thursday, October 24, 2013

Day 24 - OctPoWriMo 2013: When I was Eight

Today's prompt asked us to go back to when we were eight years old.

When I was Eight

Neighborhood kids ponied up
legs thrown over Schwinn steeds
Grabbed stick rifles
and shiny toy six-shooters
Then rode hard
to the end of Mooberry Street.

In that empty lot of rutted paths,
Ohio burdock our tumbleweed,
white vs. black hats played out
Choosing sides
shooting and dodging
dying and surviving
practicing right and wrong
preparing us for life.