Day 1

I read somewhere that it takes 66 days to form a new habit. In the interest of getting into the habit of blogging regularly, I plan to publish one post a day for the next 66 days, finishing up on October 13, 2020. Content-wise, each day's post can include anything that crosses my mind and that I hope will spark something in yours, whether poetry, prose, art, or the occasional rant. Here's to 66 days of finding something to say :)

For Day 1, an untitled poem:

 

To the boy in the blue raincoat,

Straight and tall against a greying sky—

 

I saw you through the window of the bus

And sat and let the thought pass by

That when you’re that tall

You don’t walk, you stride

With nothing to hide

 

You kept straight ahead, not looking back

And I—

I stayed in my seat on the bus

It looked like rain

 

But in that split-second—

Fleeting, going, gone—

I would have given anything

To know you would have stopped for me

If I called out your name

To be walking next to you

Wherever you were going—

I’d be struggling to keep up

But you might have slowed down

 

You didn’t turn your head to look

Till the bus turned the corner

And then you were out of sight

All too soon, out of mind

There’s a metaphor in there somewhere

For someone else to find

 

It was three seconds, maybe four

I was late for work already

I felt the first few raindrops

 And walked a little faster

 

But I’ve been staring straight ahead

For half an hour now

Not hearing the voices on the phones—

“How may I direct your call”—

I blink—

Why are the walls still standing?

 

A modern-day Eurydice

I dare you to glance back at me

And sink me in the depths where I belong

Consign me to the hell that I deserve

To castles built of sticks and stones

Where I can bind my broken bones

Where I can wonder why I cared

If you looked back for a moment—

 

One throwaway day in February

When the sky was cloudy

And it looked like rain

 

 

Till tomorrow,

Clara