The night before
A trip to St. Louis,
The dishes done
The clothes packed
The zippers drawn
The little bottles got
A tiny band around 5 cue tips
Cables, chargers, adaptors,
Laptop, paper, pens, a book--
All single things remembered.
The thought jitters scurry like water spiders
Apps checked in
Boxes checked off
Appliances unplugged
Outfit for the plane
Laid out across the checkered chair
Like a costume for a play.
A moment paused--
A meditation to calm,
A prayer for a flight
My mind takes a breath,
My spirit's in check
I click the last button
To turn the night off.
Michael, this is the third poem I have read and each one made me pause and wonder at the simple beauty of your work.