I stand on the train platform. The screen monitor shows 3 minutes before the train arrives. The scarf around my neck starts to itch and heat builds up under my winter jacket. I look at the other commuters busy with their phones or music. The only noise is from a group of 4 women nearby, chattering animatedly and laughing. I hope they are going to the same meeting place in Queen's Park, Toronto City for the Women's March. Anticipation builds up as more and more people join in the waiting. Here comes the flashing lights and grinding sounds of the train rolling close. Here comes the roaring voices of women, shoulder to shoulder. I am lifted, feather light. Folding into the sea of pink and colorful flags drawn with hearts of love.
on fog-lit morning
i inhale blue calm of trees
and fire of drumbeats
Credit: Michael Evans
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Haibun Monday. The theme is waiting and we have a special guest blogger from Australia. Please join us when the pub opens at 3pm EST. Thanks for your visit.
Note: Joined the Women's March in Toronto on Jan. 21, 2017. We were 60,000 strong, walking peacefully for equality, respect, denouncing hate and discrimination and advocating love and kindness.