02 Saturday Jan 2016
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Chapter One
The keys were misty. This time of the year, the air is frequently misty. There was a lull on the tug. Everything seems to be frozen in a picturesque frame. The calm before the perfect storm. The calm waters shoved the gunman onto the deck. His arms raised with a clean shot of the small pistol …
23 Thursday Apr 2015
Posted in just musing along
If you did not notice me when I was there
You won’t notice that I am gone
Don’t abuse the time you have here
I would rather to finality walk alone
20 Monday Apr 2015
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I ran into a man who asked me for the empty boxes he said retirement is round the corner in June he will be seventy-five
I smiled and shook his hand in congratulations and may the rest of your life be as exciting as the past.
He gave me a sad look and said his life has been as empty as this box except for pathogens he explored and he wished me a better life.
And I bowed my head in grace and informed him my retirement was round the corner too and I am right behind him at forty-five – no doubt.
31 Monday Mar 2014
13 Friday Sep 2013
Posted in just musing along, poetry
Friday the Thirteenth empty trains going the other way
Bus shuttle spewed jovity and mirth
Its all about the small talk commuters
From hello to goodbye – an amazing ride
13 Friday Sep 2013
Posted in just musing along, poetry
Metro Friday the Thirteen so far so good
Three orange trains going the other way
Finally appears a blue train going my way
Oh! the predictable unpredictability
12 Thursday Sep 2013
Posted in just musing along, poetry
Best plans laid to waste remarkably like the green on the watershed run
The walk was a hitch on a free bus as the angry storm came by just to mess up
The best laid plans of turning a new leaf of a die hard commuter on buses and trains
The women transformed for the night and the men still holding it together
12 Thursday Sep 2013
Posted in just musing along, poetry
A calm surrendering to public transportation ensues in the morning breeze
Alone at the bus stop then swallowed along with the rest of the sardines
I was jostled, tossed and wasted as we went from station to station – doors closing
The newness of public commute had gotten to me, muscles, bones, brains and all
11 Wednesday Sep 2013
Posted in just musing along, poetry
I skipped Metro #6 and got a ride home
Skipped writing class and made a full meal
Cleaned the house and the night is still young
Scrolling through where were you on 9/11
11 Wednesday Sep 2013
Posted in just musing along, poetry
Adonis chatting up one blond and one brunette at the bus stop
Start of the day should be simply like everyday
In New York City, Washington DC and Shanksville is but
The etched replay – a nation shall never forget 9/11
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