Monday, March 31, 2008

Traffic

I left the office early. Mad Monday rain slamming the pavement. My little red toyota fogging up instantly....contacts doing the same. I grimaced, just a little, smiled a little more. Beating the clock.....

One more light to go and I'm suddenly the hump in a caterpillers back.....a little red lego in the spine of a plastic snake.....parked on a four line highway. Steam spiraled from the pavement, and I air drummed Smoke on the Water with my right hand, twirled my golden by-the-grace-of-a-bottle-in-mid-winter locks with my left hand. Cracked the window. It was gettin' steamy in there.

If I hadn't of left the office early, I would have never seen them. Across one more north lane, the suicide lane, and two south lanes....

They were jaunting at a good little pace. I could almost hear his green Converse sneakers slapping the puddles. Splash! And she'd go ouch! And they'd laugh. She stopped on a dime, and for a few long legged steps he didn't notice. I watched as she fished a cigarette pack out of her back pocket and struggled in the wet wind to light it. Her hair playing Chicken with the struggling flame. I imagine it was the silence of her echoed footsteps that stopped him. And he spun. Backtracked, caught up to her on the sidewalk, face to face now, and cupped his hands, hiding her little flame from the wind, the rain, the roar of southbound traffic. And then he stopped.

Moved his hands onto her cheeks. Kissed her hard, there on the sidewalk. She dropped the cigarette, a wet tobacco boat set free, drifting slow and muddied, in the southbound lane. The light turned green for the third time, and I shifted gears....Watched them in my five o'clock rearview mirror....not moving.....kissing.....

And I remembered....

14 comments:

Spadoman said...

Yes. I saw the whole thing too, as my mouth moved while reading. No one saw my lips. I'm alone tonight, but I'm home from my journey, for now.

Peace to all as ALL life is sacred, and love too, a lot of love. I need it, we all need it, All you need is love, and a smile.

eric1313 said...

...remembered scenes from your own home movie, the original, the one when you where so young that the rush of the world meant nothing compared to love's calling.

I remember walking along the same road, only up here, with my own young, blond hippie girl, one who would not be the last to break my heart. I remember the cold winds and snow and how they disappeared at the brush hot lips that I was dreaming about all the nights and all the days long until that moment when I took a little bit of fate into my own hands and it was all good.

Thank you for this wonderful recollection.

I'm sure you remember something just as hot as what I'm remembering right now.

P&L

Ultra Toast Mosha God said...

Genius

Maithri said...

What 'Ultra toast' said!!

Love
reflected
in five o'clock rearview
mirrors

Unjamming
traffic...
minds...

Oiling the lock
in memories painted door

kissing it open

May love hold you in her mirrored hands today my wonder-full friend,

M

PS What Ultra toast said!! ;)

WILSONART said...

Beautiful post!
Amazing gift of words,,,belonging to you.
And Eric, and Maithri.

I salute you all.

she said...

singtome: -you landed it again!-

have put a little longing in my heart

for those fleeting moments of mutual affection between broken hearts

love to you! ~s.

Shimmerrings said...

... me too...

kj said...

i want to kiss with passion for the rest of my life. it gets harder when you're settled in in cozy comfort but surely the universe understands and can cut me a break....right?

:)

ps you write like no other

kj said...

i want to kiss with passion for the rest of my life. it gets harder when you're settled in in cozy comfort but surely the universe understands and can cut me a break....right?

:)

ps you write like no other

kj said...

hey, i just discovered your campground. WOW! i'll be shopping..

i beati said...

Big stuff- these memories

singleton said...

Spado! Hooray! Yeah! Welcome home, friend.....A journey through a lifetime.....powerful, I know. Much love, friend, I'll be over to read the lessons, the legends, the love.....

Eric....
In an instant. It all came back. Flooding. Deja Vue on a sidewalk. And I felt as though I had been given a gift in that moment, watching in slow motion....the soundless trailer to a lovestory....from my seat on the fourth row.....And I left the five o'clock theatre, with what I had all along.....
and had somehow misplaced....
I believe in peace and love,
everything else is a roadtrip....

Ultra...Ha! The only thing Genius about it was fate! :) Sometimes it just takes the right moment at the right place....And an everyday ride home, is a Carnival for the soul....

Maithri.....
And sometimes through
the looking glass,
the rearview mirror,
we find the open window.....
Wishing you a wonderful hiatus my friend, full of peace and love, family and friends, and
the oceans
whispering....

Babs...
They're phenomenal, huh? Their words are
sudden perfume,
sounds from quiet storms in distant skies,
kites....
free
to dance
to an endless night....
Yeah, they rock, those boys do!

She.....One day you're gonna open your mailbox and a million words are gonna fall out on your sidewalk, your porch, your living floor,
styrofoam peanuts everywhere.....
Will you still be my friend? ;)

Shimmerings....Clink! Yup. I understand........

KJ....:) Sweetie, the Universe is not only gonna give you a break, but bless you! And comfy, cozy is priceless, and rare.... a gift. Bask in it, savour it, ride with it!

PS: Cool campin' huh? Skinny has been a very very busy pixie....
She's settin' up camp, pitchin' the tent, and raisin' the flagpole....
and I'm just sittin' on the leopard skin run coloring S'mores....
She's the bomb!

Ibeati....
In a moment,
I remembered why
"I miss the redlights"....
And yeah,
it's all good.....
Anytime we're gifted with memories
big enough
strong enough
good enough
to still make you smile.....

Peace~love my friends
Say the words
Believe

And forgive me for being lost in my own little world of late,
Hippie Household has turned into an endless ride on the Tilt-a-whirl.....
when the music stops,
or I run out of tickets,
I'll be around much more....
Until then,
Feel the love.....
And May the circle be unbroken

bella said...

What sensual and lyrical writing.
I felt myself still, stare, catch my breath.
such beauty.

singleton said...

bella...thank you, thats how I felt there at the traffic light....in the rain....
Like a made-for-me movie was playing out in real life......

Peace~love