Week 1 – Hoyt-Schermerhorn

Hoyt-Schermerhorn

I am crammed on the A train,

Next to a man in an MTA hat. 

I nudge him as I wedge my body in,

We defy the laws of physics and he returns my smile and eye contact.

 

It is a small moment, but we are two people crammed in like sardines,

One of many stories,

Going home to our loved ones and our beds on this rainy Friday evening.

 

Our lives touch for a second, spiraling out like ribbons, greens and blues and the orange of the trains leaving the station.

I am struck by how we interact, human to human, soul to soul.

 

For one afternoon commute, I believe in hope. 

Beginnings

Yet again, life seems to get in the way of me updating this blog. Writing gets few and further between sometimes in the flurry of life and work and adventures. I want to say thank you to everyone who followed this year’s poetry challenge, and an even bigger one for sticking with me as I share my thoughts with you.

This year’s weekly poem is starting off late, and I want to do my best to catch up. For now, I’ll begin posting weekly again, and as always, we will see where it goes.

Thank you to everyone who reads and connects with my work, and happy reading of all to come.

-A

Day 30 – Imperfection

Imperfection

I watch the trees outside move in the breeze.

Their new blossoms flow lazy and smooth. 

This month moves faster than I ever thought it could,

And for the first time I do not look into the mouth of that lion called change,

As May ushers itself in.

Life is long and short,

And springtime is here in all it’s glory before I’ve really bid winter goodbye.

I watch the very first blooms of bleeding hearts in the backyard sway in the wind.

They are me, beautiful in our imperfection. 

Day 29 – Sauvignon Blanc

Sauvignon Blanc

Hot spring nights, 

The world is flowers and pollen.

I walk down suburban streets and think of you.

I don’t know why my mind comes back,

Why you knowing me as I am is something I want to hold on to.

My thoughts jumble at the bottom of the bottle.

I wonder if I’ve had too much wine tonight.