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Sunday, April 10, 2011

The Woman

Jason E. Hodges

The woman I see day after day
In the city we both call home
With its twisting freeways and buildings scraping the sky
She walks with elegance
With grace
With legs of a runway model
With calves that dance upwards with each passing step of her heel
She drifts like a leaf in a gentle spring breeze
To me, she seems, almost a dream
Perfectly defined in every way
With her beautiful smile and flowing blond hair
That sways gently side to side
Her green eyes, so mysterious when caught in her gaze
A gaze that peers into my soul as she passes me by
I wonder, will she ever speak
Or will I be the one to say the first word
But wait
Today could be the day that the silence between us is broken
She’s looking right at me, like never before
Butterflies danced in my stomach as she reached for my hand
Letting go of my cardboard sign I took what she was giving
A smile and a dollar
A smile that filled me with hope
If only for a brief moment
A moment I’ll cling too like the life I once had
A moment that faded with her as she stepped out of sight


  1. Wow Jason.....beautiful! Love this one a lot. :)
    Kathy Quates-Gilliam

  2. Jason, this poem is so profoundly human and delicate in that it's tragic and hopeful at once. Thank you for being courageous enough to bring a rare vulnerability to your writing that most writers never even approach. --Christina Smart