Poems

Two weeks ago, we celebrated the going away of a fellow’s fellow coworker.

Little did I know someone special would be dancing into my life through her.

It’s amazing how planned events will seemingly lead to the unexpected.

Only to reveal the fruit from what was planned should have been expected.

After dancing the night away, time has passed, and quality time has been spent.

Only to realize how special that time has been.

I mean, you never know who you may meet.

Time will only tell if your energies are truly succinct.

I mean, if you are aligned in a way that allows her to fellowship with your friends.

Then pivot into an opportunity to break bread with her friends.

Take a walk along the water divulging information as if you’re decades-old friends.

Then have the audacity to skate the night away among distant city friends.

Or sit atop of a venue where time stands still without losing any momentum.

Talking on the street in the wee hours of the morning after eating with her.

Two weeks ago, I didn’t know she existed… now I don’t know how I ever existed without the Professor.

Anonymous (2024)