Out back after dark

Hi everyone,

I have no idea what made me think of this today. Memories are wondrous sources of inspiration.

You tried to plan the trip before full dark. 
The walk out back by night was never good.
Once inside with flesh on hard cold wood,
you held your breath as long as you possibly could,
and vowed next time to plan before full dark.

Lantern light was ghostly after dark.
Shadows in the corners danced on walls.
A prisoner of our needs when nature calls,
sounds amplified like waterfalls,
vowing never again after dark.

The odor pinched the nostrils after dark.
Stink dwelled in every ancient plank.
Every molecule of air stank.
Of all spots on Earth, most evil rank.
But still sometimes you had to go by dark.

(c) 2022 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved

9 comments on “Out back after dark

  1. Yup, with no fondness I sure remember
    Our smelly privy, so rotten cold come December,
    ‘Cause my folks went & bought a farm –
    To them the idea had loads of charm.
    So enthusiastic – they didn’t lack for guts.
    The relatives certain: my folks were nuts.
    “We’ll have a garden! Won’t it be fine?”
    They asked us kids, that spring of ’59
    We’ll have a goat, dainty of hoof;
    We’ll see the stars through the holes in the roof!
    Okay, looking back, the place was a dump.
    For water: outside with a bucket to the pump.
    For the black cookstove, Daddy chopped wood.
    I’d mind the baby; Mom stirred up something good.
    And our kerosene lamp made a lovely light
    Over us & our suppers come the night –
    Daddy’d walk Gary, 6, & Timmy, 3,
    Out back in the dark when they had to pee…
    ‘Cause in their bonnets, the folks got a bee.
    Paulie had diapers – come dark,I learned to hold it.
    That old farm, ‘t’weren’t long before they sold it.
    Broke, tired folks gave it a last look around.
    So long, garden. Sold the goat & moved to town.

    (c) Cheryl Harness, 2022

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