top of page

Only Spanish Spoken Here - June 20, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • Jun 19
  • 1 min read

early summer Sunday, Demuth Park

and the soccer ball pinballs

around the field, kids yell but

 

sideline parents yell louder till a

whistled break when they open

arms to dry tears, hold tiny shoulders

 

and whisper encouragement, that

much-repeated American tradition,

only spoken in a foreign language

I don’t need to understand

 

because every parent wants

to watch their kid grow strong

and build happiness

 

especially when the team

is them alone with the ball

 

and the goal keeps slipping

farther and farther away

 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Of Late Afternoons - Dec. 4, 2025

shade spills its ink over the backyard goldfish churn the surface of the pond lipping water for a 5 pm feeding yet to begin birds bank in on a breeze for a last drink blue dragonflies linger on darken

 
 
 
Judgements - Dec. 3, 2025

sometimes, I’m the cloud looking around the sky, assessing my own kind   he’s too fat she’s too thin they’re too bossy, that one’s overly shy those are too white, and those not white enough   I dispar

 
 
 

Comments


  • facebook

©2020 by Poetry Rock. Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page