Whistler Square at the Height of Summer

"Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, that's how it ...

“Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, that’s how it goes… (Photo credit: bobfranklin)

brass quintet pumping away

little kids always in the very middle of the crowd

running, with their arms way up

into the palest blue of blues mountain air

late afternoon sun stretched out

like a big scruffy dog

belly cooling over the bricks

now the band shifts to a gentle oompah

a dalmation watches

his owner pump up his bike tire

in time with the music.

from my collection of poems

“Looking for Hymn”

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