The Other Side Of The Clothesline

on the other side of the clothesline

beyond the backyard fence, that opens up into

the canyon below, we journeyed to worlds of

discovery in our youth, climbing trees and

playing soldiers in fox holes, and feeling

afraid of the distances climbed, and realizing

just how far we walked, only to get home

past our suppertimes, getting into trouble, all

while remembering days of clean sheets flowing

in the gentle breeze of the afternoon sun…

sometimes, anticipating the wonderful melody of

an ice cream truck that delivered the best

rainbow swirled popsicles ever, and savoring

the cool flavors on a hot, sweltering day…

we’d take hikes and announce dares to walk

the full length of a pipe that spanned a canyon

only to traverse part way, and turn around

suddenly, realizing our limits…

we’d find rattlesnakes on trails and bullfrogs

and tadpoles in secluded streams by golf

courses…

building fortresses out of the shrubs around

us, and protecting and barricading ourselves

from other children, intent on capturing that

feeling that we owned something tangible…

beyond the clothesline and the clothes

blowing in the gentle breezes, there lay a

certain hope and adventure, that i haven’t

quite lost, but afraid of losing as one

traversing the path of adulthood, when

it simply isn’t considered wise to still

have the heart of a child…

but, i often imagine that we are simply

children who are older, for we still have

the need to hold someone’s hand while

we walk through life…

© 2005 Carlos Rull

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Carlos Rull

Carlos Rull is a musician living in the San Diego area. His interests include Yoga, Eastern Philosophy, Zen Buddhism, and Gardening. He plays drums, piano, and composes New Age & Ambient music, and his albums are available on iTunes and Amazon.com.

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