I want to apologize for my absence.
I apologize!

I am not going to list my excuses for why I haven't blogged since April, because that's all they would be...excuses. There are many reasons for neglecting my blog, but they are boring and I don't want to bore anyone.  I will say, I've neglected something that has been calling whispering my name everyday to get back to.  I have a lot of catching up to do and I intend to get started.

For starters, goals.

Writing goal #1: To produce something every day, good or bad.

Here's today's:
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On a Night Train


On a night train

making my way to a house

I never knew existed,

I struggle to find a seat.

Left standing,

the ride is bumpy,

jolted,

long.

At my destination

I realize my purse is gone.

I meander back

to where the train and I parted

but like my purse,

the train has disappeared.

I walk up narrow streets

passing cars,

trees

and creeks.

I follow curves of freeway,

beat up signs,

directional arrows,

all taking me where I don't want to go.

Foreign streets with dotted residence

hold no purse of mine.

Out of breath,

tired,

pissed,

purseless.

A million birds chirping

in the chilled air

seem to know more than I do.

They laugh at my misfortune.

I sit sprawled along a curb

confused,

disoriented,

sure that I will

wake up at any moment.

For only in dreams

can one lose a purse

on a night train,

making one's way

to a house

they never knew existed.

©Patricia Beline Barton

October 1, 2010