(This is for the Slice of Life challenge, hosted by Two Writing Teachers. We write on Tuesdays about the small moments in the larger perspective and then all through March — every single day … You write, too.)
Driving home, Friday:
my attention is broken
by an errant basketball
sitting still and abandoned
on the double yellow
dividing linesNot a person in sight,
as my mind imagines
the possibilities of play,
an idea at rest stays at rest,
finding refuge at the end
of another long day
Peace (in observation),
Kevin