Downtown

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

(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

(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

Bookstore

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

(The less I spoke of you)

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

© 2007 Amy E. Hall

(my goal)

my goal:
to make sure
she smiles

© 2007 Amy E. Hall