© by Christine O’Brien
with the dark
dawn’s quarter moon
night on the wane.
A single star
winks at the motel’s safety light
flickering between night duty and day.
Street lamps create harsh silhouettes.
Anticipating returning home,
I rise early
tired of my sparsely blanketed complaints and fears.
The building light blinks on again;
the too-early drone of a tv from another room.
Hot water burps from the coffee pot in the bathroom;
the score-less tennis courts below.
The Motel 6 sign flirts with a Quality Inn sign.
I eat my granola, drink my tea,
load the car
–an early start home.
Always headlights north and south.
Six in the morning.
I’ll leave him a farewell note.
Travelling gives the writer an opportunity to gain a new perspective. I actually was at this motel on a solo trip…but I played with the ending of the poem to add a twist. Poets and writers sometimes like to add a twist. On your next trip (or shopping expedition), in poetry or prose, take time to describe a setting. Then add a surprise twist.