The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 7/14/09

[BlueIris]

"Passion"

Today my husband sandbagged Pattee Creek.
Spring run-off and all the rain caused floods.
When school let out he carried children
Across the rushing water.

When I was five our school flooded.
Firemen in yellow slickers
Carried us from the classroom.

When he tells me about his day
I am a child lifted over rising water
By a man she does not know
And set upon higher ground.

I embrace him, say, Hero
and he's embarrassed, his face colors.
I like this work, he tells me.
That's all he wants to say.

Then minute I met him I remembered
How he helped me fly to dry land
A long time ago and I have been looking for him since.

~Sheryl Noethe

[Tuesday Afternoon]

1. Lucky woman

she found her Hero.

[BlueIris]

2. :-) nt.

[BlueIris]

3. Kick.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

4. My dear BlueIris!

This is beautiful!

The hero...found...

Thank you!

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