Monday, January 15, 2007


It's hard for me to be
on your side of town.
There's too much history,
too many memories
to forget that my life
was once here
with you.

I do not wish to
repeat the past or
return to you.
There is much I
miss of you, but I
am not willing to
trade my life today
for that of yesterday.

© 2007 Amy E. Hall

Sunday, January 14, 2007

(the smell of a coffeehouse)

the smell of a coffeehouse:
one of the things I fell
in love with in college

© 2007 Amy E. Hall

Saturday, January 13, 2007

(draining the last bit of)

draining the last bit of
froth from my coffee cup,
not wanting the evening to end

© 2007 Amy E. Hall

Friday, January 12, 2007


The silence of readers reading,
the screech of the espresso machine,
the whispered conversations shared
between bites of bagel, biscotti and bisque,
each one a part of the quiet community --
learning, leaning and listening.

© 2007 Amy E. Hall

Thursday, January 11, 2007

(The less I spoke of you)

The less I spoke of you,
the quicker you left me

© 2007 Amy E. Hall

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

(my goal)

my goal:
to make sure
she smiles

© 2007 Amy E. Hall