symbol of contemporary life
instructions on the side.
simplicity of modern day,
pop stamped symmetrical;
collect them into rows
italian chopped tomatoes
best before date, barcode.
tin can still bites,
like bramble thorns,
to repel against harvest.
boxed up comfortable living
adding edge to expectancy
April 2018 (draft scribbles in 2015)
And there she is
Way down the supermarket aisle
Quietly browsing, shopping for lunch.
With her right profile lit from below
From the shelf lighting
I see her hair is longer today.
It falls in straight furls
Down across her shoulders
And she turns her head from time to time
To throw it back over, behind her head
Out the way.
Her hands touch things slowly
Giving themselves time
To take-in the textures, make choices
With a kind of trust it seems to me.
Her lips are together in a little pout.
She is humming to herself
I can tell that too.
I just watch, counting back
The 32 years I have known her,
Almost 12 Thousand days,
I know what's coming and I wait.
People we Love, they know don't they,
As we look at them, at first unseen?
They feel we are there.
She hesitates, her hands go still
As she thinks for a moment.
She looks up, first the other way
To her left and then right,
A brief split-second of focus
And her glance explodes - she smiles
With a thousand yard flare!
For my wife, Carrie - Her candle lights my path.
I often wonder if I would ever run into you.
If I do, how would it play out?
So, I imagine a scenario where Iam shopping at a supermarket, walking down the aisle, pushing my cart,
looking for some mundane little thing and there you will be,
next to the cereal aisle, holding your favorite brand of cereal.
What would we do?
Will one of us lean in for a hug,
smile awkwardly at each other or
behave like strangers?
Would we exchange numbers,
With a promise to catch up soon or do
the most natural thing in the world-
go to the nearest cafe or pub and
have coffee or a drink or two together.
Share our stories, wish each other well and part as friends.
I hope that's what we'd do.
I would love to walk down that aisle with you.
I look for you in every supermarket in the world, I step into.
— The End —