Fate: the intersection of Time and Space.
Monday, June 12th
Me on foot and
a black Honda.
[the longer version]
I laugh and say I’m risk adverse
I look both ways on one-way streets
until yesterday, when I forgot.
Too late, I saw a backwards, fast-moving car.
I jumped aside, but not enough
x-rays said nothing broken.
I’ve learned my lesson
Fate can strike from all
honeys the bee
Went out this morning
and bought a baguette
My neighborhood allows such pretty pretense –
the young ones all dressed for a street scene
in Paris or Soho.
French bakery, and Dragon
Elegant and funky
Walking by the Basilica,
A woman in a gauzy Spring dress
with her cane wielding Mother behind her.
– A light breeze –
The Mother barks – Hold your dress down
The woman dutifully drops her arm to her side –
stoically keeps walking.
I look at it everyday
inside I’ve never seen
It means everything to me
without it –
I’m not me.
napowrimo prompt for today – describe a small interior space
My goal this year was to post on at least 15 days. I think I’m there.
Posted in *, short verse
Tagged head, me, space
When I was young, I went to football games.
We were expected to cheer the school team on.
I was always mystified as how the players knew
which way to run. Then in my Senior year, the light came on –
the direction that they’re facing, when they line up.
I asked to see the rule book and was told, just watch and learn.
I’ve tried – It’s challenging.
Like when someone says “How are you?” They don’t actually want to hear it.
Or how everyone knows just what to wear
to a funeral or summer wedding.
So if you want to play a game – I’ll try.
Just dot the ‘i’s” and cross the ‘t’s’- spell out the rules.
I’m still a little clueless.
The napowrimo prompt for today – write a poem using language from any game.
Posted in *
Tagged football, game, life, rules
Now turns the day
into the night –
Close the eyes.
Draw up the sheet.
Dim all the lights.
Gently gone –
napowrimo prompt for today – write a nocturne