Afternoon on a Hill

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I will be the gladdest thing

Under the sun!

I will touch a hundred flowers

And not pick one.

I will look at cliffs and clouds

With quiet eyes,

Watch the wind blow down the grass,

And the grass rise.

And when lights begin to show

Up from the town,

I will mark which must be mine,

And then start down.

By Edna St. Vincent Millay

Windham High School

Windham, Maine

Eric William Barnum, composer

Afternoon on a Hill 

Cardboard Town

cardboard alley

Cardboard Town
Where the bounced are trounced, 

The in-flamed are out-flamed.

Variety of rich to poor,
Poor to beyond poor.

Raspberry, Blackberry,

Gangrene black
Creep and seep

Down and up,
up and down.

All in Cardboard Town.

www.housethehomeless.org

This is a re-post from June 2014, using underlined words as a writing prompt. The words were provided by Delores at Mumblings, who threw out some words and invited bloggers to use them. The "Wednesday Words" challenge is still happening! Go to either of these sites: Elephant's Child and River -  to see what words are being used this week.

Red Boots by Susan E. Kane for her grandchildren

I’m puttin’ on my red boots, red boots, red boots on—

Puttin' on my red boots and goin' to town.

Gonna' buy myself a puppy, eyes big and brown..

Buy yourself a puppy with your red boots on?

Red boots, red boots, red boots on---

Puttin' on my red boots and goin' to town

Gonna' buy myself a cookie, crunchy and round.

Buy yourself a cookie with your red boots on?

Red boots, red boots, red boots on---

Puttin' on my red boots and goin' to town
Gonna' buy myself a bunny, soft as down.

Buy yourself a bunny with your red boots on?

Red boots, red boots, red boots on—

THEN

Mama said, “No, you can’t go to town

With your red boots on. 

No puppy, no cookie, no bunny, no town. 

Yer stayin’ home with your red boots, red boots, red boots.

You are stayin’ home with those red boots off."

For my grandchildren by Susan E. Kane © Copyright