John and Lisa's Blue Skies Blog – Soaring with God

This poem was published in the Fall 2013 edition of WestWard Quarterly.

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Open Space

Cruising city streets,
sudden awareness
of open space

On a corner

Once boarded-up
century-old home
now a flat
brown rectangle
dotted by white
and yellow triangles –
glittering in the sun –
remnants
of walls, paint

All that’s left

To remember
lives born, loved,
died within.

Stories once contained
– now fly free –
in this world or
the next.