The Sidewalk
A ribbon tied
around our town,
A strangled root’s
defiant frown,
A canvas
for my shadow.
A skating rink
for skipping rocks,
A way to measure
city blocks,
A path from me
to you.
© Elizabeth Steinglass, 2014, all rights reserved
Yes, of course, you are welcome to use it--I was hoping...November 6, 2025 - 3:31 pm by lsteinglass
Who knows if you are still looking at comments five years...November 6, 2025 - 3:01 pm by Suzi W.
Snowfog is the perfect word and this poem is just all-around...December 27, 2020 - 8:50 am by Liz Garton Scanlon
So beautiful, Liz. Love the haiku and the sense of peace...December 26, 2020 - 11:36 am by Michelle Barnes
Beauty is always in the beholder, isn’t it, Liz? You’ve added images that are so true, like the rock skipping I’ve done with my grandson, and the canvas for shadows where I’ve played with a granddaughter. Lovely!
The first line:
“A ribbon tied
around our town” and the last line:
“A path from me
to you.” are the perfect bookends to this sweet poem. = )