Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Transfers

When needing a transfer, by ferry or plane
And time's the determining factor,
It's hard to stay calm 'cause a place in your brain
Sparks some stress like an A-bomb reactor.

The panic sets in that you will not connect
So you race at a speed that looks frantic
And when it turns out that you weren't correct,
The relief that you feel is gigantic.

Still, it takes quite a while for your heart to slow down 
And regain the composure you've squandered.
Perhaps your next journey to some distant town
Will be solely to where your mind's wandered.

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Gershon Wolf November 18, 2019 at 9:00 PM Love that last line! A real A-bomb! Whoa! Smiles, Gershon

Anne-Lise Andresen November 18, 2019 at 8:50 AM - I feel stressed just by reading this, Ilene :))) - Well written :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Tom Cunningham November 17, 2019 at 6:02 AM You reminded me of when we had to get a connecting flight from Georgia to the UK, just made it too. Oh the stress lol. Tom

Caren Krutsinger November 17, 2019 at 5:11 AM You have described what we see in many airports as people with grim faces, rolling suitcases, five satchels and six children run toward a terminal.