Poetry On The Way

KJ-B
KJ-B
Jul 25, 2017 · 1 min read

When summer’s past

Will my doubts subside

With every passing

Look into your eyes?

Can this love just now

Birth amid days of light

Withstand the outburst

Of frost after fall of night

That always leaves

A chill inside my bones?

That even in the sunshine

I will remain cold.

Was the fluttering sensation

Merely a heart defect

Which will get corrected

Whenever the firewood

Lends itself to someone else

To be stoked within the fireplace

Over and over again

And my chimney will erupt?

What I really want to know

At the beginning of this day

As I start to read

In between the lines:

Were these words of love

A portion of a written masterpiece

That signals my heart to stay

Or just a summer’s breeze

Another “Poetry on the Way”?

Written by Kevin L. John-Baptiste after I‘d seen a young lady in Sheppard Subway station wearing a mini on the first really cold day of the year. I waited until I got to my bus at Finch station to write this one between 11: 45 am-11:58 am Friday September 29, 2006. To those who ride the rocket are all accustomed to the series of poems titled “Poetry on the Way”.

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