NaPoWriMo: Poems 23, 24, 25, 26

back road rock sentry ignored
highway spirits walk, gossip
empty whispers heard

dividing line here
north, south, confederate, union
stand between two worlds

grandmother's Sundays spent
here, walk the path toward church
her distinct voice sings

neglected graves lean
limestone names, dates eroded
seldom visited

In early April, my aunt and I visited the childhood town of my Grandmother, Catawissa, PA. As photos indicate; the day was dreary, gray, drizzling rain, and cold. It cast an eerie feel as I walked around photographing the places where my grandmother walked and lived as a child. I was surprised by the dedication of part of the cemetery to the Confederate Army. I had relatives who fought on both sides during the Civil War. I also got a sense of place as describe in the Jack Gantos book, The Love Curse of the Rumbaughs, although that story takes place in western Pennsylvania.