In Between
This is the doorway time,
the passage from youth
to adulthood
Where we use words
we almost understand
and display emotions
we don’t quite yet know
A swift movement is made
from one room to the next;
the mover feels inexorable
but we watch the transition
fly by our faces like a gust of sweet-smelling air.
Hold You Dear
I collect in my mind
the country concert
where we shouted
and danced
riverside avocado
and chicken lunches
travel to the larger
waters of the coast
hosting and holding
and living together.
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JD DeHart is a writer and teacher. His writing has appeared in a number of journal publications, including Eye On Life Magazine, The Commonline Journal, and The Literary Yard.
