Faces

Watching
Watching Rush Hour

Watching
Hard Faces, Stone Faces, Gargoyle Faces
Etched in Stone Faces
Going from A to B Faces
Thats the world we are making faces

Look at me, I look away faces
Look at me…
And its so so sad but no one is at home faces.

Rush Hour pulses

I sit on the ground watching faces pass on by
I am invisible, as long as I don’t break
the barrier between you and me faces
as faces Stumble and Tumble to
the beat of the traffic rumble

It all seems the same
The going home I don’t care faces
The banana republic shopping bag faces

I smile and people return to me the:
pass on by Quickly, pretend not to see you, leave me alone faces
But, once, once every few hundred
pass on by faces
a glimmer of hope, a I will smile back at you face
Just a thank you for the smile face

Pass on by
passing the smile
passing on hope, we are all people together
here and now
Face

Leaving me with a wondering about the future face
wondering
How many smiles,
How long to melt
all the rock hard faces
with a: I will smile at you
just because
face


Casey Kochmer 2003


Personal Thoughts About the Poem


Just watching the rush on the streets of Washington DC…
Inner peace is never in a rush.

 

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