Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Contained

I notice them most in the early evening,
Packed tightly they shine their lights
Evidence of the life within.
Crammed together, sides nearly touching
Each an entire world spinning precariously.
Hearts pumping,
Lungs breathing, 
Human emotions:
Drama, laughter, anger, grief.
Sometimes I try to steal a glimpse
Of the curious life inside.
The sheer volume of them all Is frightening. 
But soon I am drawn by the force
Of my own world's gravity
Pulling me home.


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Thursday, May 2, 2013

A rescue story

We've wanted a little dog for so long!.  Finally.....meet our little Hobo!

He was rescued wandering around with matted dread locks.  He was shaved to the skin and sheltered about an hour and a half away from us.  They say he's about nine, we think probably older.  At first we thought he was deaf, but maybe it's selective hearing.  He's not really house trained.  But already he's brought us so much joy!

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

She walked into view


She walked into view,
through the window where I had been watching
the coming and goings of the revolving door. 

She races across the sidewalk into the parking lot
tight jeans, flip flops, a baby bump under her tshirt.
Keys in hand, and only a wallet to carry. 
Too busy to mess with a purse.
This stop was only one in her busy day.

She walks so fast she doesn't consider the
others around her who walk much slower.
An older woman, stout with age,
struggling with an equally stout bag.
An older couple hand in hand,
one woman accompanying another with an oxygen tank,
a father holding his daughter's hand, her arm in a cast.

No, she doesn't consider them,
or what happened to them along the way to slow them down.
I watch her.  I think to myself, I used to be her.
Consumed with my mental list, too busy to even write it on paper.
So focused on my task I'm unable to see the people passing by me
as anything other than obstacles in the road.

I watch her rush to her car, and leave the parking lot.
I find myself wishing her the realization that soon
before she even notices it
time will have slipped through her hands
the baby in her belly will be grown
and she will wonder how it happened so fast.
How she came to the moment when she sees a young woman
who reminds her of who she used to be.