“The Routine”

 

Sitting and drinking 

a cup of coffee at the corner cafe

 

The morning is already 

stiff with warmth

Watching the shops in full force

As people make their way 

with shopping and work

 

Smells of already grilled meats 

for the lunch crowd soon to come

Continuing to read the newspaper 

and sipping 

 

The right ear cocks

As a dog is being chased 

by a few boys 

 

The loud bus stops 

Blocking the raise of 

the sun with its old 

metal body and fumes 

brings in new promise 

for the merchants 

along two nuns

 

Another sign of the day’s promise

 

A mother holding her baby 

in her arm and hip 

and a toddler by the other hand 

guiding him forward

 

She seems to have them in 

pleasant calm as she gets 

off the last step of the bus

 

Almost routined

The laughter of men at 

the cafe grab their morning coffee 

and warm buttered bread on the go

A tale of workers already making 

their first coffee break of the day

From the brick laying job across the street

 

A man in red crocs plays the 

accordion filling the air with the 

already music fullness of the day

The sun starts spewing it’s heat 

and sweat for all 

 

The coffee is almost finished

The view of the street filling 

up with people as all say 

hello to the days routine