this morning
took a roundabout way
two cemeteries

huechera's bloom
St. Agnes' bells
ring out the hour

vacant houses
a yard sign proclaims
'East Side Pride'

new facades
can't disguise this old town
spring returns

ghost town
half the buildings up for sale
on payne avenue

feeling homesick
these streets and alleys
so familiar
through all my travels
lost in memories

evening rain
my poems wash away
to feed the earth