goldmourn (amberdawnpullin) wrote,
goldmourn
amberdawnpullin

poem: Walking to Work

Walking to Work

6:30 a.m. - the time of morning
where I can see my shadow
passing me on the hydro wires
I had to stop and get
my pen and paper
from my backpack
trying not to drop it all
into the water at my feet
puddles in my socks
making footprints
in a thin layer of snow
through rural town streets
melting fast
soaking through
old running shoes
rarely run in but worn out
slept last night
barely
to dream
of waking up
and here I am
writing poetry
by streetlight
listening to
"The Tragically Hip"
on my walkman
one of those mornings
when you know
everything will work out alright
you are not completely gone
only looked back once
to watch my steps
thought to myself,
"at least I am getting somewhere"
the moment going to my head.

16 January 2001 ADP
Tags: poetry & prose
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