Fresh Cement

Written for:  Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #26:  Pavement  (posted by Sanaa)
“Our challenge today is to write while inspired by pavement.”

“Under the pavement the dirt is dreaming of grass.” — Wendell Berry


In fresh cement
of new pavement,
“MM Loves JL”
in a carved heart.
they think. As
repairs continue,
weeds and grass
poke heads out
of the cracks.
Little by little–
when rain ceases,
and brutal heat
drops–our block
is complete. On
to the next one.
Nothing in New York
is ever quite finished.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to Fresh Cement

  1. Thank you for helping me to know your city a litte, from afar.


  2. sanaarizvi says:

    This is wonderfully evocative, Sara! 💝 I love the image of the carved heart which is immortalized, perhaps the weeds and grass poking their head out are a sign of confirmation? Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 😀


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