I'm leaving
On a Go bus*
With my bags
All packed.
Don't know
Where I'm heading
At the end.
Except that
My heart will tell me
When.
With heavy heart
I buy my ticket
Awaiting the boarding call
To all points
But here.
Am leaving
On a Go bus
With my bags
All packed.
Don't know
Where I'm heading
At the end.
Wiping away
These tears of sadness
At the parting
Of our love.
At the knowledge
Your love has died
In becoming hate
Towards your eldest child.
Am leaving
On a Go bus
With my bags
All packed.
Don't know
Where I'm heading
At the end.
Please understand
My love for you
Has never waived.
But can't wait
Forever
For your heart
To change.
Am leaving
On a Go bus
With my bags
All packed.
Don't know
Where I'm heading
At the end.
Therisa © 2017
Author's note: Ten years ago, on June 3, 2007, I walked out my apartment, in Brampton, Ontario, for the last time, as I headed to, a woman's homeless shelter, in Toronto, Ontario. Marking the beginning of a new chapter, in my life, as a woman. And, the beginning of a new chapter, for; A Work, In Progress, a prose piece of writing, I have started, earlier this month, on my new blog: taggrrl.blogspot.com. Hopefully, this latest chapter will be done, soon, I can post it up, with the first chapter.
Wish to thank, the late John Denver, for his song, Leaving On A Jet Plane, as the inspiration, for this lyrical poem of mine. Like an earwig, this song played, in my mind, as I wrote this. I hope this poem does justice to him.
*Is part of the commuter transit system that the government of Ontario operates, along with a train system that connects Toronto, with the nearby and surrounding counties,
*Is part of the commuter transit system that the government of Ontario operates, along with a train system that connects Toronto, with the nearby and surrounding counties,
