My Baltimore

Vacation 895

I still carry pieces of the city around

echos of the alleys still linger, flowing through

my soul. We lived in those alleys as children

riding bikes, kick ball, baseball, a broken window

was the worst thing we ever did, an accident

in the winter sledding, snowball fights without rocks.

Row after row of brick houses, giving us stability

while Norman Wells played Johnny Cash

for about the hundredth time, I never knew Jimi Hendrix

until later. The smell of Polish sausages cooking

on Sundays, Mrs. Di Paulo slicing limburger cheese,

carrying Sicily no matter where she went,

while Janis Joplin sang her heart out, but at least

she was alive then. We were safe in the alleys

there was no broken glass back then,

no sign of knives or guns, it was the 1960’s.

It was still the early days, before

the world went completely insane.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”


12 thoughts on “My Baltimore

  1. I visited Baltimore several years ago and I’ve kept pleasant memories about it… Thanx, Sir! Have an excellent year, stay healthy and oceans of inspiration! My very best and respectful regards, Mélanie NB

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