Late dusk...almost dark, dark
Step out and look down
bend down further, looking...looking
Test it with the toe of my shoe with a gentle kick
and hear the jingly sound of metal on asphalt
Pick it up and see the heart...do you see it too?
See a possible beast hiding in the twists and turns
A few steps, maybe more
A little blue square stares up from the side-of-the-road dirt
"Ah yes" I think as I have a history with tiny blue squares
And then I think of Was* and his blue square of a nose
Next into view comes a small hook
which reminds me of sardine cans and my Daddy
As a part of where I'm from
And last a rusty nut, almost left on the roadside, but one never knows
when they will need a rusty nut
|Do you see the heart in the wire on the left...do you see the shadow heart behind the nut?|
Photos by NAE @pomegranatetrail ©2011
Home again, I place my treasures on my drawing pad and look them over.
Maybe I could trace them as part of a pattern to stitch or use their splendid shapes to dye fabric. Or maybe I'll toss them in the old glass cookie jar, filled with other rusty things, to be considered another time.
But for tonight, I am noticing shape and symbol and remembering days gone by.
*Was is the expressive cat of Jude
You can see him and his little blue nose here