Life is a neighborhood

where trees stand on the edge of memories
& guard property lines

where adults provide more shade
under well-worn baseball caps

where each day starts with yes
even if the sun hasn’t stumbled
into view yet

where the smell of mowed grass cuts faraway
scenes to its perfect height

where nearly everything that has happened
is in the past

or tucked neatly beneath the surface
under a wide-brimmed hat

where the shade is alive & she whispers
because the lights are on.


2022 | Phillip Knight Scott

Written for dVerse: leave your hat on and Go Dog Go Cafe (“beneath the surface”)

https://dversepoets.com/2022/03/15/poetics-leave-your-hat-on/

Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 12 years and 5-year-old son. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

10 thoughts on “Life is a neighborhood

  1. The neighbourhood is definitely alive in your poem. Some beautiful, thought-provoking phrases…” where trees stand on the edge of memories” and “where the shade is alive & she whispers because the lights are on’.

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