Boy Scouts

Rain pours straight down, warm

in the meadow, the cabin’s tin roof rings,

boys run for a lone pin oak.

 

They sneer at lightning,

turn face and naked chest

to the deluge.

 

Frogs roll out of the forest,

a sleepy plague. The boys pluck them

from the meadow—

grass sticks up between their toes

 

as if they had grown there.

Published by

Patrick Dobson

Patrick Dobson was founded in 1962. He is a writer, scholar, ironworker, and poet who lives in Kansas City, MO. He is author of two books with the University of Nebraska Press, Seldom Seen: A Journey into the Great Plains (2009) and Canoeing the Great Plains: A Missouri River Summer (May 2015). Dobson is a work in progress until termination.

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