Saturday, February 1, 2014

Poem: One of Those Days

One of those days
    by Joanne Faries


normal route, average speed
creeped up, talk radio morning
laughs, no other distractions
rear window
car lights approached rapidly
swerved around, such a rush
to stop at red light
right turns from left lane
passed left, passed right
anxiety arose, not a competitor
today. Admired sunrise

I missed the memo of urgency

Usually my drive to work is very routine. Same speeds, same rhythm. But the other day was crazy. I checked my speedometer. I was going the correct (slightly over limit) speed. I checked the clock - I was right on time to get to work by 8 am. But the world was rushing by - everyone else seemed to be on a Red Bull rush. Ever have one of those days?


  1. Nice poem.

    Nowadays, most of my days are like that. Traffic is nuts in the Atlanta area, but I have no interest in driving like a maniac just because the people around me are hellbent on getting wherever they want to go. My philosophy is, "Some rights are worth dying for, but the right of way ain't one of them." (On the other hand, it does drive me nuts when someone cuts in front of me, and then creeps along at twenty-five miles an hour.

    Take care, and happy weekend!

  2. Usually I'm on the red bull rush! Glad you didn't have to hurry and could enjoy the morning!