Defining Moment

National Poetry Month,  Day 8

 

 

wondered for years

  what would be

  my life's defining moment

 

  my life's defining moment:

  an egret staring at me

  me staring back

 

In one,

I took a left at the light at the square

Down the small road

To the college in the valley.

 

Then

On Route 95 in Delaware

When one snowstorm hit us

From the South

And another one hit us

From the West

And our small red Volkswagen

With no snow tires

And no seatbelts

Spun like a top all over the road

And came to a stop

On the right shoulder

Facing the right way

A minute before

A truck and two busses

Blew by.