Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

Your eyes Have watched, reminding me There was a time I thought I’d never need your Shining eyes There watching me. Your eyes Measured my weakest glance This happenstance Makes you seem ever-wise Wiser than me There watching me. Your eyes I cannot see through mine So I wear these.

“You be careful out there among those English,” the elders said. They sent him to the city in hopes he’d come back. But the train’s twin lines led from past to future world, heading for freedom. In the cafe, a girl pressed her face to matched white lines, her life chained to cost. The dancer lost his job and worked his way toward poverty. The waitress sold her freedom to feed her child. “You be careful out there,” they’d said. So the young man came back, wearing independence like a cloak that floated free on the fresh air of home.