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Watching Cars Drift By [1]
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Date: 2023-08-29
This poem is about events recalled from about 70 years or so ago. Old memories brought to the surface by Hurricane Hillary’s recent visit to San Diego and environs...
Watching Cars Drift By
When I was young we kids
Roamed the land near us –
A place called Mission Valley
With some local stores and homes,
But mostly filled by ranches and farms.
This was a time when the
San Diego River flowed free,
In its natural course,
Before giant shopping malls
And other buildings of civilization
Arrived.
Allowed to run free ourselves,
This terrain was our playground
And we knew the territory well.
One time it rained and rained
And the valley flooded,
I, with my friends, went exploring
Aware almost instinctively
How to keep to high ground
And avoid the flooded roads
And other temporary branches
Of the river.
On a high hill, we stood for a while,
Surveying the valley,
Watching cars try to cross
Water filled streets – now streams,
Get caught by the swift currents
And float rapidly away.
We thought it was funny,
Not knowing the dangers
The people in the cars were in,
And just as ignorant
Of our own precarious possibilities
From the ongoing rains,
In that time
Of childhood innocence.
Carl Scott Harker ©2023
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My latest book of poetry is now available on Amazon, you can find it here: The HedgeHog and Other Selected Poems.
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