Chicago, O’Hare, One Afternoon


Plastic bags gently chase each other, in continuous wind-caused circles, between the building and the large metal boxes on wheels parked side by side and attached to little carts for picking up luggage, which come and go from time to time, while raindrops slap against the glass window I’m staring out of, leaving water balls of themselves, smaller and smaller, as they slide down until nothing is left to leave behind.

Moving to the other side of the room, the gloomy, overcast skies also cover the front of Concourse B, graying the metal and glass structure, making it resemble an old factory needing a shine up.

Inside, above me, a large white ceiling fan with several long fins, quietly whumps around with upturned tips imitating jet wings, going nowhere.

Sighing heavily, I continue roaming around the crowded waiting areas, filled with people wanting to go somewhere, like me.


A Different Kind of Cookie

Drowning with gloom, mists, tears

I float above bright white clouds

hiding the gloom, mists, rains

on the world below

me clouds world

like a sandwich cookie

only not as sweet


This written while riding on United from San Diego to Chicago to Wichita on the early morning of June 10 after being told that my husband had been hospitalized in Dodge because of blood clots in his legs and lungs.  The doctor’s there have since saved his life and my husband is recovering nicely.





At the Airport, June 8, 5:45 am


Weather’s storming

         (all over the US)

Tornadoes dropping

         (here and there in Kansas)

Flights cancelling

        (leaving the stranded)


Dad is dying

        (liver cancer, 6 to 12 months)

Husband’s crying

       (misses me for the week while I visit Dad)

Life’s so trying!

(it all happens at once, doesn’t it?)



A Beautiful Afternoon


Deep baby blue Easter skies with

juicy full white clouds framing and

dappling the flat farmed countryside with

dark shadow splotches, bright sunburst patches like

spotlights searching for actors on a stage and

turning dark blue on the eastern horizon with

every object in high definition while

slashing rain blesses somewhere over there