Category Archives: Transit

Not at Home

I’m here so much I have a nice routinealternative to home, without some stuff,considerately muting my machinebut solving, writing, walking. It’s not tough;I get my exercise, familiar scene,variety but salt and wine enough.And precious time to more than talk: to … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Walkabout

Perambulating in the almost-springfor 60 minutes, I went south and west.I took a photograph of every thingthat caught my fancy. And the last was best.The street was bare of traffic, I’ll attest.I crossed it unmolested to a signthat wasn’t accurate … Continue reading

Posted in Neighborhood, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Full Frontal Fire Engines

I heard the siren winding down behindme as I strode due west, and then came more.Ahead of me another whistle whined,as eastward-bound a second engine’s roarjoined up to fill the air. What met was kindof face-to-face, and from each truck … Continue reading

Posted in Neighborhood, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

The October Plan

October travel calls from months away.My first-born has her golden jubilee.I’m sponsoring a trip for us – I’ll paythe fares for where she’ll soon decide to be.It looks like London’s her first choice, to stayat least a week, with days … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Alleviation

Succeeding minor stressors, things improved.The stink of rotting rodent was suppressed.Anxiety a loved one marked, that movedhim to feel overwhelmed, no longer messedhis attitude. The rain was not recessedbut transit ran. And though the final blockI walked in drenching storm, … Continue reading

Posted in Family, Home, Poetry, Transit, Weather | Tagged | Leave a comment

On Some Cusp

Too late to have effect, too soon to grieve,I move about in limbo as we wait.Erect I stand and bend to pack to leave,but when I land will she recuperate?Or does descent to death precipitate,and will she now be tethered … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Family, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Spectacle

I seldom catch a ride above the bay.My normal route is underneath, on BART.But recently, I rode the bridge. The daywas bright and as the sun began to startto sink among a planar cloud array,the solar underlighting mimicked smartdesign of … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Overfull

An office day and then a meal with Mom,succeeded by this trek across the bay(with three legs), now I’m stretching to stay calm –for after travel, there’s a cost to payabove the fare and food, in timing’s flay.I’ll follow with … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Homing

Today I travel home, by car to planeto train to bus, and then a little more –I’ll walk perhaps two blocks and I’ll obtainthe sanctuary that’s inside my door.I’ll carry dirty clothes and the refrainof fellowship with family, beforeI settle … Continue reading

Posted in Home, Personality, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment

Good Timing

On Christmas Day, midday, I traveled east,from company and glee to solitude.I felt the love but, still, to be released,released in me sweet thanks quite unpursued.The sky shone blue although the chance increasedfor storm. I walked the empty streets and … Continue reading

Posted in Holidays, Home, Poetry, Transit | Tagged | Leave a comment