Ladder-back Chairs

a free verse poem

Creaky, the groan of age
stiff-backed and plain
stands the chair; the warmth
of history rising with
the kicking of tiny feet
the sink of weighted rumps
and shifty-legged cousins.

Family members, stoppers-by, the hungry
the cheerful, those in quiet remembrance
the tales passed โ€˜round the table,
the warped bend, leaned casually
back on two legs.

The memories of some
pass by, pale shadows
with laughter โ€” songs I remember.

Ladder-back chairs,
six of them in yellowed oak
strewn around an oval meeting place,
dust strings hang underneath.


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Christina Ward ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿ‘ป

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