on lunch break

how nice it is

to sit by the river and unwind,

blink by

blink.

 

you know your same-old view

in the city:

skyscraper tree tops

that leave you wanting for a chickadee

 

where can I find just one bird?

(the pigeons are beautiful, mind you.)

 

I yearn to hear a song;

the water gives it to me–

it gives it to us

as long as I keep my ears open

I can hear it all the way from the skyline.

 

remind me how love songs go, again?

does he start?

am I the minor chord?

 

the wind trickles in;

between my toes

the water hums.

 

my shoulders sigh

as I remember how easy it must have been

 

to let

doors open

before windows closed,

families eat meals together

after swimming through the day.

 

the world stills;

my eyes close;

and I tell my heart,

“It’s okay

to remain

open.”

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January 21, 2016

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11 thoughts on “on lunch break

  1. Very nice, RJ. It is amazing how nature can reach into our cities and provide those winks of the beyond that nurture us. I have sat by the water or beneath the trees for many a lunch hour, and felt the world’s movement– so vast and deep– that is immune to the concerns that adhere to me in the office like cockleburrs…

    Peace
    Michael

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