Shawn L. Bird

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poem-ghost stop August 9, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:44 pm
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In my old neighbourhood

I stop at a light-controlled intersection

that didn’t used to be,

On the corner

I see a glimmer of a younger me

in my safety patrol vest,

the stop sign at my back,

waiting for the whistle to spring to action

decades ago.

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2 Responses to “poem-ghost stop”

  1. These days, a safety patrol student sometimes needs back-up from adults.


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