By the Big Creek
I was hiking
by the big creek
on a summer day
in the bright sun.
It was so hot
and I was all alone.
Lost in my thoughts
my foot struck the pathway
to the cadence
of the music
I was listening to
on my iPod.
By the big creek
there were people
reading signs saying keep right
and a concrete path
with city dwellers walking
to and fro.
Lovers hand in hand
and it all made sense
except for the litter
on the big creek’s banks
while across the way
was a broken down barbed-wired fence.
In the bright sun
not a cloud in the sky
there was sweat on my brow
running down my temples
as an old lady walked by
and she smiled at me showing her dimples.
It was so hot
I drank some water
lots of cool water
and the temperature
was 110 degrees
and that was in the shade.
Lost in my thoughts
my foot struck the pathway
to the cadence
of the music
I was listening to
on my iPod.
While I was hiking
by the big creek
on a summer day
in the bright sun
it was so hot
and I was all alone.
Jimmie A. Kepler
August 2011
Photo Source: Taken by the author
