ὁ λόγος

       John L. Payne        artbyjohnlpayne.blogspot.com

I look for you
amid the familiar
the ordinary places
where I have seen you
pass among the crowd
but you’re not there
never there where
I last saw you

It’s your way
how you surprise
lovers thru windows
of slowly moving trains
going in opposite ways
our eyes recognizing
each one another
in the other

I see you at
the ticket`counter
talking on the phone
a pencil jotting numbers
on behalf of a customer
who’s missed a flight
speaking Spanish
as tho native

In the line
I keep hearing
your familiar voice
soft as that of an Angel
yet firm & authoritative
then at the counter
I look for you
you’re gone

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to ὁ λόγος

  1. in the beginning was the word…

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