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Assumptions Need No Crossing Guard

Note: Sometimes, life just tosses things at us, an odd little synchronicity like a tiny wrapped gift.  Due to some tech glitch, we’ve been without Internet access for a couple of days, so I missed the daily April prompt I’ve been using from Robert Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog.  Instead,I  wrote a poem prompted by my day.  This morning, Internet restored, I checked the prompt I missed. “Write an auto poem.” Automatic? Automobile? Hmmm….here’s the poem I’d already written.

There’s an over-sized pickup truck
ahead of me-red, with lurid art
covering the back window:
Skull and crossbones, flames.

I am idly judging the driver,
thinking my thoughts,
not so much jumping to conclusions
as wandering over to them,
cozy and familiar.
Then he stops
in the middle of the block
to let little kids on bikes cross the street.

There it goes again. Life,
shaking its head,
giving me new thoughts to think.

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