NaPoWriMo

Alone
bedraggled
wandering the shoulder 
of the highway to nowhere
while everyone raced past me
as if anything actually mattered
as if time were measured in todays
not the yesteryears in which I was trapped

She pulled over in her shiny blue Subaru 
waiting for me to catch up to where exhaust 
mingled with clouds, racing dreams to the sky

Unlocking the passenger door with a bit of a flare
biscuits, tea, and a fresh notebook all laid out for me
her shy smile a sliver of new moon 
wrapped in twilight sky
eyes twin stars overlooking all of my past and future
a galaxy of freckles play hide and seek with her wrinkles
wisdom and youth blending fearlessly across her face
the tea is sweet, warm, soothing - a mother’s touch 
biscuits melt like songs on my lonely tongue

Opening the journal, handing me the blank pages
virgin snow before the wolves track through the fields
virgin snow before the angels tag the children, 
their laughter drifting through the downy woods

The pen, black and smooth, hovers, a hummingbird
waiting to trap nectar from the hollyhock and phlox
waiting to spill nectar, drop pollen from its tiny beak
planting a new garden 
where I thought no words would grow again