A Vacant Bit of A Spot

-Christine Kincer 2011-

barefoot toes in the dirt
on a swing of ropes and wood

awaiting the distance coming

she sits

beneath a tree - within a breeze
back & forth moving with ease

in the present blowing

through her hair & dress
alone, yes

her little boots rest
weary

their past now deepening

of when
they stepped her across lines
and
hopped her beyond
all boundaries
forbidden











-Christine Kincer 2011