February 14, 2023
To love another is easy at first,
but as you get to know another
–
various “Uh oh’s!”
appear!
This takes time - time - time.
There are the
hesitations and the
wonderings - the choices
– that arrive.
Knock, knock, knock! Sometimes
a bang.
You’ll hear them on your
inner door.
Sit down with me twenty
years
from now and tell me
what happened
after that - whether
you’re still together –
whether you discovered the real big deep love.
© Reflections,
Andy Costello
February 13, 2023
SOUNDS
While I still have my hearing, I listen.
Trains – the North Jersey Coast tracks -
are only three streets away from here.
Ambulances – at least ten a day –
pass by our house – screeching:
“Move over. We need to get to
the hospital and get there right now."
We have boats going by, but they
are quiet - out
there in the ocean.
Helicopters fly by – just two a day –
up and down – along the coast.
People – still the most interesting.
Once by myself on a train – four
women were heading for a college
class reunion in New York City.
They were in four seats facing
each other – right across from me.
I had a spiral pad, two ball point pens –
and I listened and listened – jotting
down all I could get. It was better
than a newspaper or a novel. Great
sounds for an hour and a half trip -
and they had no idea I was there.
© Reflections, Andy Costello
February 13, 2023
Quote for Today
"It is one great purpose of the Park to supply to the hundreds of thousands of tired workers, who have no opportunity to spend their summers in the country, a specimen of God's handiwork that shall be to them, inexpensively, what a month or two in the White Mountains or the Adirondacks is at great cost, to those in easier circumstances."
Frederick Law Olmsted [1822-1903]
and Calvert Vaux, [1824-1895] in the
Report submitted with 'Greensward' Plan,
awarded first prize by the Board of
Commissioners of the Central Park
[April 28, 1858]
February 12, 2023
TITLE OF A SONG
I wish I could write it –
a great singing song.
Don’t we all? Don’t we all?
It would have to have grab!
It would have to have notice –
sing along - ability. Sing along
with me. More like rain – less
than like snow. It would have
to have plenty of rhythm –
no potholes - smooth,
smooth –
easy on the wooden floors where
it is being sung -
every time it is
being sung – and obviously I’d
want many sing alongs with my
song. Hey it’s my song. Oops!
What was its title once again?
© Reflections,
Andy Costello
February 11, 2023
HIS
DESK – HIS DRUM
His desk became a drum –
tapping it – tap tap – with
the tips of his fingers – but
what he really wanted was
to come up with a poem –
that does what a primitive
drum does – music, a beat,
getting the spirit in a reader
dancing – moving – wandering
and wondering - the new. Tap.
Type. To get that sound out from
under your sleeping inner, inner self.
Tap, tap, tap and running with it.
© Reflections,
Andy Costello
