Posted in October 2019, Rhyme

At the Red Light

Cardboard sign saying “Need 25 Cents”

Middle aged lady

Looking tense,

Holds cardboard sign,

“Need 25 Cents”

Curious, I roll my window down.

“Just a quarter? Why?”

“I’m saving money,

A bus ticket to buy”

“My husband just died,

Family don’t care,

Want me to leave too,

But I need bus fare”

“A friend in Arizona

Told me she’d give me a room

I just need to get there,

Need to go very soon”

“So I’m saving quarters,

or whatever I can,

To leave this place,

That’s my plan.”

Only cash I had was a few coins.

“It’s all I have to give” I say

“It adds up” she smiles,

“Thanks for helping me today”

The light turns green,

I wave a quick Good bye,

“God Bless” I say

Thankful I took time to ask why.

In two minutes at a red light

It’s amazing what you can learn,

Just roll your window down,

And show some concern.

Rhyme

Posted in November 2014, Shadorma

Veterans Day

Veterans Day 2014--Shadorma poem--picture of a poppy from VFW
Original Poetry and Photograph by Leona J. Atkinson ©2014

Often when I make the drive into work, I hit the traffic lights randomly, sometimes they are red, sometimes green, rarely are they ever just one or the other, but today, it seemed every one was red.  That caused me to think that perhaps I was supposed to be stopping to think about something or maybe use this extra pause time to form a poem in my head.
Well, so it was….:) 

To learn more about the “Buddy Poppy” click here

Posted in Freedom-July 2013, Rhyme

Not Carefree

In my imagination,
I see a day that’s red light free.
No stopping or starting,
Just cruising happily.
I’d reach my destination,
So very easily,
If I had nothing in the way,
To bring delay to me.
Yet life is not that simple,
And in true reality.
A few red lights are always needed,
To make me stop and see,
That often an interruption,
Becomes a great possibility.
One which could be missed,
by living a green light fantasy.

Leona J. Atkinson
07-09-13