Posted: October 29, 2014 in poetry
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The town has a well-groomed courthouse square
surrounded by uneven red brick streets.
Like most towns, 24 times a day,
the clock’s bell strikes the hour and old men check their watches,
As if they have places to go and appointments to keep.
But they sit on the green donated park benches
that have names engraved in brass.
They watch the fall leaves fall
and sit to feel the fall breeze against their faces.
Some whittle, some stuff their tobacco pipes
and some spit into throwaway cups.
And everyone knows the name of the town dog
that runs free, unchained but friendly,
That searches with wildly wagging tail,
sniffing at pant legs, pockets and shopping bags,
Everyone knows that in this town
only the Police Chief’s dogs are allowed to run free.
As the fall leaves burn and the smoke rises
And the old men only sit and whittle,
smoking their pipes and spitting into throwaway cups.
Nervously checking on appointments
that they have never made but they all will keep.


  1. I love this one! And the last line is brilliant! I love that you ended it that way. 🙂
    I could picture all of this happening in my head. 🙂
    It reminds me of the courthouse square in a town close to me. I sometimes feel sad for the old people sitting on benches in such places…but, they seem to enjoy watching people and feeling the sun on their faces. If I am walking by, I take the time to stop and say “hello” and “how are you doing today”” or “beautiful day, isn’t it?” and they smile and talk to me. 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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    • Glad you like this Carolyn. 🙂 I’ve changed and added a few lines since it was first posted. A busy courthouse square is a wonderful place. It is so good that you think of stopping or at least just saying hello. A younger woman noticing an older gentleman really brightens a man’s day.


  2. Those last lines are very strong– great read . 🙂


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