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“Difficult Day”
She was having
a very difficult
day
so many
of her days
seem to be
ending
with the tag
difficult
yet
she never lets
anything ever
bring her down,
she sits
in her car
escaping for
a little solitude
during her
lunch break
disappearing
into the sound
of the rain
beating down
on the roof
its not a
hard rain
but the drops
are big and
heavy
when they strike
the metal shell
of her car
making a
very unique
pitter splatter
sound,
her warm breath
causing the
windows
to fog up
creating an
artificial
tint
giving her a
strange feeling
of both security
and serenity
in her little
cocoon
she clicks on
the radio
low for
back round
music
as she scrolls
through her phone
sending a text
to her daughter
letting her know
she is thinking
about her
a sweet sentiment
with a subliminal
message of
I’m also watching
you,
she closes her
eyes
listening to
a soft song
in harmony
with the rain
her cell phone
starts to feel
heavy
in her hand
slowly pulling
her arm down
till her phone
is resting in
her lap
her mind
trying to
let loose
of some of
the pent-up
stress
attached to her
day
begins by pushing
the negative out
letting warmer
thoughts
start to filter in
filling up
the empty spaces
in her head
as they begin
taking hold
of her whole
body
the tag difficult
slowly drips off
the end of
her day
and after a
few more
minutes a drift
in thoughts of
secret beaches
lost loves
and miss spent
youth
she opens her
eyes
to see the water
cascading down
the front of
her windshield
feeling like she
is looking out
from behind a
waterfall,
she takes her
finger
and draws on the
condensation
of her window
a childlike picture
of an over-sized
sun
shinning down
on stick figures
of her and
her dog
she glances
at the clock
on her radio
she still has
a few more
minutes left
as an upbeat
song
with some power
behind it
comes through
the six by nine speakers
she twists
the volume to
maximum
totally enveloped
in the music
she goes electric
banging on the
steering wheel
to the raw
energy
of the beat
keeping it up
till the refrain
dies away,
and as she
clicks off
the radio
and pulls out
her car keys
the rain
begins to pour
down
with a vengeance
she finds this
funny
wearing just a
shirt
and a light
summer hoodie
she steps out
of her car
and raises her
face
to the sky
shouting
“Bring it on”
as the rain
pelts her face
even harder
she just laughs
at the sky
then lowers
her head
flips the thin
cotton hood
over her head
and walks back
towards work,
difficult
can never stay
attached
to her
for very long
because you
just can’t
bring
this girl
down…
Tom Allen…10-20-2017…
She was having
a very difficult
day
so many
of her days
seem to be
ending
with the tag
difficult
yet
she never lets
anything ever
bring her down,
she sits
in her car
escaping for
a little solitude
during her
lunch break
disappearing
into the sound
of the rain
beating down
on the roof
its not a
hard rain
but the drops
are big and
heavy
when they strike
the metal shell
of her car
making a
very unique
pitter splatter
sound,
her warm breath
causing the
windows
to fog up
creating an
artificial
tint
giving her a
strange feeling
of both security
and serenity
in her little
cocoon
she clicks on
the radio
low for
back round
music
as she scrolls
through her phone
sending a text
to her daughter
letting her know
she is thinking
about her
a sweet sentiment
with a subliminal
message of
I’m also watching
you,
she closes her
eyes
listening to
a soft song
in harmony
with the rain
her cell phone
starts to feel
heavy
in her hand
slowly pulling
her arm down
till her phone
is resting in
her lap
her mind
trying to
let loose
of some of
the pent-up
stress
attached to her
day
begins by pushing
the negative out
letting warmer
thoughts
start to filter in
filling up
the empty spaces
in her head
as they begin
taking hold
of her whole
body
the tag difficult
slowly drips off
the end of
her day
and after a
few more
minutes a drift
in thoughts of
secret beaches
lost loves
and miss spent
youth
she opens her
eyes
to see the water
cascading down
the front of
her windshield
feeling like she
is looking out
from behind a
waterfall,
she takes her
finger
and draws on the
condensation
of her window
a childlike picture
of an over-sized
sun
shinning down
on stick figures
of her and
her dog
she glances
at the clock
on her radio
she still has
a few more
minutes left
as an upbeat
song
with some power
behind it
comes through
the six by nine speakers
she twists
the volume to
maximum
totally enveloped
in the music
she goes electric
banging on the
steering wheel
to the raw
energy
of the beat
keeping it up
till the refrain
dies away,
and as she
clicks off
the radio
and pulls out
her car keys
the rain
begins to pour
down
with a vengeance
she finds this
funny
wearing just a
shirt
and a light
summer hoodie
she steps out
of her car
and raises her
face
to the sky
shouting
“Bring it on”
as the rain
pelts her face
even harder
she just laughs
at the sky
then lowers
her head
flips the thin
cotton hood
over her head
and walks back
towards work,
difficult
can never stay
attached
to her
for very long
because you
just can’t
bring
this girl
down…
Tom Allen…10-20-2017…