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A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 111

Day 111: “Synchronicity”

I’m sitting on the metro

Doing a crossword

And listening to music

“Your Body” by Night Lunch

I can’t help myself

I tap my foot along to the beat

Something catches my eye

The man to my right is also tapping his foot

Bopping along to some song

I like this synchronous moment

I look around

A man up ahead is

You guessed it

Tapping his foot along to his music too

I sit there enjoying this moment of connection

Not talking

Not even making eye contact

I’m not even sure they know what we all are doing

But I do

And I imagine we’re all listening to the same song

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 109

Day 109: “Jumping”

Growing up

I didn’t know how to jump

I’d try and try

but would only ever get to my tippy toes

My gymnastics coaches would cheer and shout

As I ran down the trampoline

Never picking both feet off the ground at the same time

You know, jumping

But eventually I did learn

I can’t say I can get great elevation

or distance

or anything

But I can propel myself up

And lift my two feet off the ground

You know, jump

Now I do 50 jumps every day

My younger me would be so proud

Well, actually she thought she was jumping too

Didn’t realize her toes were still on the ground

She wasn’t the brightest

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 106

Day 106: “Snow Falling”

Snow falling

Stops time

Makes everything beautiful

Gives me butterflies

Giddy

Fluttering butterflies

It brings me back to being a kid

Seeing my school district flash by on the news

No school!

Watching the snow fall

Blanketing the world

Taking sheet pans out to the driveway

Using them as makeshift sleds

Building an igloo in the plowed snow on the side of the road

Now I sit

Watching the snow fall

Feeling like a little kid

“It Could Happen to You” (Bonus Poem for Day 105)

Love is something that can happen anywhere

Anytime 

Like death 

You never know when it might come for you 

For me

It happened gradually

But the day it hit me

It was sudden 

Knowing 

Glowing 

“I love him” 

We were in my twin-sized bed in my junior year dorm

And he was talking about a nightmare he had the night before 

A boar was chasing him

And he was going on and on 

And then he got off on a tangent about a guy who he used to be friends with but wasn’t anymore

And as he talked and talked and talked

It dawned on me,

“I love this man” 

It wasn’t a, “I think I love him”

It was a full-blown, all-knowing love 

My heart swelled and soared 

“I love him”