A Trio of Sorts

An icy gust shadowed him
around the corner,
grazing his earlobe and
sending chills across the way
His Italian wool threads
exuded perfection
even as he slid into leather –
heading for someplace
he labeled important

Then birdsong matched
her mood and with her cell
on speaker,
passersby became privileged
Her long coat sufficed,
but she tightened the belt
as the gust wrapped itself
around her like a python
When the hailed driver
met the curb,
she smugly skimmed
over the back seat
until satisfaction found her –
phone chat uninterrupted

And across the way,
huddled against the
weathered building,
he imagined a handful
of warmth
yielded from his worn beanie
and threadbare coat –
layers of blankets
occupied his dreams
No complaints fell
from his chattering teeth
Instead, his eyes were alert
and his mind formulated wishes

Lauren Scott © 2018
(re-write)

 

 

Momentarily

While walking down the street,
I couldn’t help but feel peace,
listening to the rustling leaves

without the company of cars.
Then something pungent struck me,
so tangible, I could reach out

and touch…the fragrance of wealth,
and for a fleeting moment,
eyes slowly blinking,

I felt a sense of yearning.
Perhaps, there are those moments
where wishes aren’t so Heavenly,

but very earthly, indeed.
However, the hunger subsided
  as rapidly as it came to be

and I sighed, contentedly,
knowing God has provided me
with everything I truly need

© LScott 2012

Photo: Google Images

Author’s Note: Life’s most meaningful riches are Faith, Family, Friends and Health~