Poem: Monday Night and I Missed the Last Bus

 

 

street light images

 

Monday Night and I Missed the Last Bus

 

Sure stepping down the long south slope behind the college

pitch black out, the on-coming cars blind me, for a long

second the sidewalk disappears, each car tests me

walking by faith I believe the ground is still there

 

Sideway-rain covers my glasses

At a crossing I’m touched by the beauty of a street lamp

Standing guard, burning amber on everything directly below:

the street, a bush, a hedge, a ornamental cherry tree dropping heavy

I grab my phone to take a photo, as soon as it touches the wet air, it dies.

 

Now I am an island.

walking through the sleeping suburbs

nose pointed home.

 

Published by

Shannon Laws

Like my writing? Want to hear me read my poetry? Of course, you do. Please visit https://chickadeeproductions.bandcamp.com/releases and download some today. Only $1.00 a poem! Shannon Laws is a Pacific Northwest poet, voice-over talent, and podcast producer. She is the author of four poetry books, the most recent “Fallen” published by Independent Writer’s Studio Press. Shannon has received two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Community Champion Award. She makes her home in Bellingham, Washington, USA.

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