chalk

<p>'chalk'</p> <p><br></p> <p>was green chalk we used</p> <p>to draw hearts overlapping</p> <p>across the gaps of the front walk</p> <p>the moss blended so nicely</p> <p>despite the weeds that grew</p> <p>faster than our fingers could pluck</p> <p>so we plucked at everything</p> <p>cursing the lack of red chalk</p> <p>and clean pavement to redraw us.</p> <p><br></p> <p>#barflypoet</p> <p>#josephapinto</p> <p>www.josephpinto.com&nbsp;</p> <p>© Copyright Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.</p> <p>*</p> <p>Poetry served to you raw and unedited from the moment crafted;</p> <p>all poetry is older work and chosen at random unless otherwise noted.</p> <p>*</p> <p>‘Scotch and Scars’ and ‘A Distilled Spirit’ in paperback and Kindle ebook at Amazon.</p> --- Support this podcast: <a href="https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support" rel="payment">https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/joseph-pinto3/support</a>