{ sunshine and frozen lollipops }

photos snapped on my late spring adventure, yesterday
I attempted to make the most of my day yesterday. Friends and family members were otherwise occupied, which left little old me to amuse myself. In free-verse, here are my adventures of yesterday:
hop in the car, drive aim-less-ly,
wheels meandering round and round,
beating a track to nowhere.
nowhere starts in the parking lot of a mormon church--
those latter day saints have a nice view--
overlooking a manmade lake.
in the mini-shore park, a man performs martial arts with a found stick,
his reclined girlfriend's eyes and smile cheer him on;
i park elsewhere.
turning my back on the romancing couple, i romance a blossoming bush, instead.
pink blossoms greet me and show off their colors against the
clean sky, green grass, glassy lake.
i duck and dance, snapping my pictures. the blossoms blush, just enough.
back in the car, i glide along, and
finding more pinks, pull over once again.
cousined pinks, deeper, more mature, with a pink popcorn feel,
saluting the gods. they are proud, and show off, and pay no heed to me
as they welcome all kinds of bees.
i've had my fill of pink and am craving something cold to combat the sun--
just a few doors down, i find a fudgsicle, with its gorgeous taste of my teenage years.
i stand for a while and lick the chocolatey cream, watching young boy skateboarders in their park,
some shirtless, some revved up on energy cola, taking their boyish turns on the half pipe.
in my car i finish my icy treat to the stick,
sucking s-l-o-w-l-y,
because, after all, i'm alone, and i don't like to hurry.
my window's down and my radio's up, playing appropriately sunny tunes.
a man comes to fix a gas pump,
someone reads a magazine,
a woman wears too-short shorts,
two boys ride bikes, handless, drinking slushies,
two women gossip about their jobs, seated on the trunk of their car,
most people wear sunglasses,
one guy doesn't wear a shirt.
we all came out like zombies, for the sun.



