The Beatles Met Me Half Way

“Poetry never left me stranded.” Mary Karr

1981, and I was dropped off along the beltway.
She gave me a ride only so far.
The place to begin a short cut
brought a shortness of breath
and a left-alone pang.

The sixth sense, that of entitlement,
dulled, after a half mile mule-like
walk on a thinning path.
The day was thinning too,
and darkness rose

like flood waters toward my pale face.
Ellenor Rigby picked up rice,
I could too, and I imagined
people feeling sorry for me
as they stood outside the church.

The Beatles took me the rest of the way
back to Bible College.

Comments

  1. Ellen DeVries says:

    I have always known you were my child. The Beatles rock! Well, at least the two of them who are left on this earth. 🙂

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