M is for Mind's Eye

I’ve never really been good at poetry; it’s just something that has never come naturally to me.  This poem is the result of an abandoned post that became a beast of a monster that I simply could not tame.  Here’s goes nothin’…

Mind’s Eye

In my mind’s eye

I still see you

smiling brightly as I hopped off the school bus

while digging dandelions 

from your pristine yard 

with a knife

in the spring sunshine.

In my mind’s eye,

I can still your 

jet black hair with just a few silvery strands

around your temples

as you patiently 

taught me 

how to drive a stick shift.

In my mind’s eye

I still see

one hundred yards of deep green grass

and the giant lights

that illuminated 

the boys of fall

on chilly Friday nights.

In my mind’s eye

I still see you

sitting on the rickety, right field bleachers

hand shielding your eyes

from the sun

as my ball soared 

over the fence.

In my mind’s eye

I still see

the apple tree that was perfect for climbing 

and your father’s old, 

rusty ’57 Dodge

that you just couldn’t bear

to part with.

In my mind’s eye

I still see your

red hair and goatee glistening in the sun

as you looked at me

and promised forever

on that hot summer day 

in Mexico.

In my mind’s eye

I still see

the bronzed tomboy whose hair reddened in the sun

who climbed trees

swung on grapevines

and never thought change

would find her.

This is the thirteenth of twenty-six alphabetized blog entries that I am publishing this month as a part of the 2016 Blogging A to Z Challenge.  Many bloggers who participate in this challenge, select a theme.  My theme is - "Whatever I Think Of."  

For more information on the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge, click here.

*I'm also linking up with Mackenzie for #FridayReflections.  One of this week's prompts was to look back at previous 2016 prompts that I haven't written on.  On April 8, one of the prompts was "Try your hand at writing a poem."  I typically publish these under Friday Reflections (Not on Friday), but this week the timing worked out perfectly.