Skip to content

Poetry after midnight

January 5, 2012



I drink the coffee left over from yesterday and I remember

the way things were then


and how they’ve gone since

is not always how I planned the day


this is a lesson to myself

one I will forget


you make a list

mental, physical – words

on paper or your mind

regardless, they are there

and you check them off

as you do them

one by one


except there’s an interruption

a phone call

a conversation

a disruption


and the list, the plan, the day

is discarded before I had a chance

to reconsider


I need to rewire my brain

and remind myself

that there can be a plan b


that not everything is wasted

simply because it was interrupted


but some days that is hard


I hope the coffee will remind me.



From → Uncategorized

Leave a Comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: