Morses Pond

By the time we are old enough to bike there
alone, there are already better places
to swim.

It is the forgotten monument of childhood
in this town; kids dream of being old
enough one day to be lifeguard.
But fact is
without a kid brother
you grow up too busy with water
fights in the back yard,
summer reading, and the prescient fear
of winter in your sandals.

The access road
is too far, and it juts
perpendicular to the house
of the girl you have a hand-rattling
crush on in 11th grade.

If you put the two together
you think of her swimming
naked after dark
and spend the afternoon cursing
her boyfriend,
the fifteen minute walk
from the road to the water.

Added: February 17, 2012 | Last changed: May 11, 2014