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everybody gets where they need to go

Everybody gets where they need to go

everybody gets where they need to go
the man wrapped in Glad bags
sporting shades to match
on the subway
with his cart and wares
everybody gets where they need to go
octogenarians crossing avenues
keeping time with teens
on the street
with their walkers and wheelchairs
everybody gets where they need to go
moms and dads with Juniors and Treys
running in 4/4 time
on the sidewalk
with scooters and keds
everybody gets where they need to go
before the sun kisses the sky
after twilight turns to dusk
in the city
that never sleeps

like clockwork

like clockwork
the sun shines through the picture window
every afternoon
traveling with the shadow of the oak tree
my dog basked in the sunbeam
every afternoon
on the sofa
undetected by house rules
I shared space with the sunbeam
every afternoon
on the piano
practicing Joplin and Chopin
my dad lounged in the sunbeam
every afternoon
on the floor
legs outstretched, magazines in hand
my mom read in the sunbeam
every afternoon
in the chair
turning pages in a best seller
now, the dust mocks the daylight
every afternoon
as the sunbeam comes calling
but no one is home

lovelocks

Lovelocks

clustered together
in everlasting oxidation
dates and names inscribed on Master metal
form bouquets of round and square shapes
some rusted, some shiny and new
creating an abstraction of affection
the skeletal structure
spanning the East River
has now lost its locks
due to fear of weighty affection
but it has not lost love
Sharpie hearts containing dates and names
clandestinely canvas the painted steel
echoing sentiments of the lovelocks
clustered together
in permanent marker

yellow cab trees

yellow cab trees

in Fall, the trees lose their leaves
except for the tenacious ones
holding their breaths
until they turn yelow
like the taxis in New York City
holding on to peds
looking for a lift
peppered along the sky
and littered among the streets
the Yellow Cab trees
stand in stark contrast
of the subdued hues
with their marigold glory
beckoning us
to soak up one last look
before they’re all gone

yesterday, today, tomorrow

yesterday, today, tomorrow

yesterday is gone
today is here
tomorrow, unknown
places and things
feel concrete
but they are temporal;
here long enough
to leave a chalkline of dust
not everlasting
like our souls
longing for connections
with families spanning lifetimes
serendipities and sychronicities
leave us clues
on how to live
and be fully present, for
yesterday is gone
today is here
tomorrow, unknown