Sat in the car
with the older boys
the forbidden boys
from the church
festival
in their car
also forbidden
and drove
on the road
forbidden
stopped at the
waters edge to
watch submarine
races
my friend sobbed
she always sobbed
I got out
and stood at that
lapping bulkhead
summer wind
blowing in my hair
lookinf for
the hulking shapes
in the dark flat water
as the boys anger
stilled and realization
dawned – engines roared
in the quiet car
as they drove us back
they too old on the verge of
jaded – us too young and
green for racing
she stood that
just out of teens
incarnation of self
with a lacy long
dress in hand
white and untouched
and could see her
white satined small
feet stepping
on a treadmill
leading to a distant
irrevocable forever
unless she stepped
off after the ceremony
and ran
barefoot
to the
sand
and
sea
to
dance
until
tired
walking instead of running now
but with the same deterrmined
steps filled with certainty
opining and cajoling
skipping on ny own drum
beaten path
of good intentions to a
destination some surely
see set in stone
around a nearby corner
is pulse pounding
something unexpected
waiting around each
sensuous curve
when all is new
and the world filled
with Lamour and Hope
and the danger
of running out of
gas – sputtering
to a stop overtakes
overwhelms until
the needle reads
Empty
with the older boys
the forbidden boys
from the church
festival
in their car
also forbidden
and drove
on the road
forbidden
stopped at the
waters edge to
watch submarine
races
my friend sobbed
she always sobbed
I got out
and stood at that
lapping bulkhead
summer wind
blowing in my hair
lookinf for
the hulking shapes
in the dark flat water
as the boys anger
stilled and realization
dawned – engines roared
in the quiet car
as they drove us back
they too old on the verge of
jaded – us too young and
green for racing
just out of teens
incarnation of self
with a lacy long
dress in hand
white and untouched
and could see her
white satined small
feet stepping
on a treadmill
leading to a distant
irrevocable forever
unless she stepped
off after the ceremony
and ran
barefoot
to the
sand
and
sea
to
dance
until
tired
but with the same deterrmined
steps filled with certainty
opining and cajoling
skipping on ny own drum
beaten path
of good intentions to a
destination some surely
see set in stone
around a nearby corner