Today's prompt was to write a closing time / Miller Time / calling it a day poem. Here is my offering. Happy Day 30 and Happy National Poetry Month! See you again next year ...
Thursdays at Café Rosie Lee
(for old friends)
The
sound of books closing, pens retracting
and
backpacks zippering
signals
the close of another academic day –
the
beginning of Thursdays at Café Rosie Lee.
Taking
three steps down into a cavern of warm, garlic heat
and
the taste of creamed mushroom soup,
brings
me effortlessly to my once-a-week world
of
food, friendship and Sangria.
We
play cards and talk about Shakespeare
with
equal amounts of passion,
seated
around our usual table in the corner.
Without
fail, the staff at Rosie Lee’s
knows
we are coming.
They
prepare extra plates
of
rosemary chicken and wild rice.
Laughter
springs in bursts from Samantha.
With
smiling eyes,
she
knows the strength and bend of my heart.
Pauline
has languid, bawdy stories to weave –
I
could sit and listen to her rich, round voice all night.
Sheila
brings life and light everywhere she goes –
making
me believe that we could jump right through this roof,
if
we wanted to.
We
share a love of books –
the
weight, texture and scent of them.
We
console each other over exam-time stress
and
demanding professors.
Living
inside the words,
the
laughter,
and
one too many pitchers of fruity wine,
exists
the struggle to know ourselves fully.
Holding
hands,
and
our breath,
we
take a great leap into the unknown
with
a mighty yawp!
Cristina
M. R. Norcross
Copyright 2014
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