Trinity Sunday Service

We watched them dismantle you today, “End of an Era.”

First, the long thick pole rolled down the X beams; it

held the swings through all their rocket circuitry.

Then the beams themselves that supported the pole and

made the base for the now too-small blue slide, whose

sleek surface more than once took careening mass of mother and child

down to a heap of laughter and smiles.

Launch pad for sleds, homemade waterpark,

gentle guide for those words, “Go on, you can do it.”

Next , my favorite, two flat platforms, survey posts of the cat but

with enough space for spies to hide or a small hostess to serve tea.

Finally, all the round dowels holding you together, now twisted out

from sockets, but not from memory.

No, those memories live!

And with them, the people who climbed your mountains, who

now swing higher and harder, thanks to you,

toward invisible constellations.


Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s