arose with a jolting start this morning,
coaxed myself together, wandered out the door.
the air was cold and the sky flat grey,
the lung that inspires new england.
deep breath, board the train, pay the fare –
stretch out and watch
the graffiti go by on ancient freighters.
rain between the rails, tiny seas,
parallel puddles mirror the sun,
poking her nose into the day.
the clouds glow in thin white lines
spanning the gravel sky.
the train trudges on beneath.
this is the way i like it,
i can almost believe i’m at home
in this extralocal world.
this landscape embraced me long before
i embraced it, it held me
until i came back.
here i am to claim my kingdom
throw open the doors
and let me have hope.


6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jamie Dedes
    Mar 23, 2011 @ 15:18:26

    “landscape embraced me” That is wonderful.

    Yet another nice piece from you. Thanks!


  2. Broken Sparkles
    Mar 21, 2011 @ 14:50:38

    There is no place like home!


  3. Jingle
    Mar 21, 2011 @ 12:36:22

    welcome and have fun,

    awesome piece.


  4. Mary
    Mar 21, 2011 @ 10:34:50

    Oh, well done! …really well done. Kudos.


  5. honeyhaiku
    Mar 21, 2011 @ 09:46:52



  6. Becca Givens
    Mar 21, 2011 @ 09:32:24

    “… here i am to claim my kingdom
    throw open the doors
    and let me have hope”

    very nice imagery ~~~ becca


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