Occasional Walls


Have you experienced this story?

When whimsical words might convey

A notion of dialogue

Yarns of personal response

She said to her friend

While sipping coffee at the local café

She was quietly adamant

Yet that earshot was apparent

Talking of a secret reality

We all seem to carry

In different unmarked bags

Gathering mostly around our eyes

Showing signs

Fatigue and worn smiles

Expressive and telling

She smiled again and again

As her listening ears would not

Depart yet affirm her own response

To the daily ordeal

Of living in a life

That contains a great deal

Bartering for oxygen

An energy that travels

The universe, at least, that circumstance

Seems probably for everyone

To experience in a sidewalk cafe