Two Poems by Tom Squitieri

The Plaza Bathed In Light
The immediacy of the moment
The excitement of tomorrow
Will I be there in your mind
At least?
I had my rough years 
I am done with them. 
So I speak with a smile
with constructed clarity. 
Starting the day with
The perfect thoughts
Playful desires
Unfurled touches of joy
Almost always
standing in the moonlight
Come for me.
Write me with any wishes 
They will spring to life soon
In words
And then, in more
Open up for me
as am I for you
I have solved the mystery

She is not going to say
But, I am going to let that
Airplane leave anyway
Stay in this city
Where she is
I will pretend she gave
Me a nod
To stay
A hint,
A finger curl toward her,
Or better yet
A smile that said
“Don’t be stupid,
Get here…”
She did none of those
Yet I follow
The war correspondent’s gut
Think of the music
We will make
The smells
We will share
The moonlight we
Will create
I am certain
If she looks at me,
not her past,
She too will be certain
together we can find what 
we have long wanted
She is on my mind
It feels wonderful
The sad ideas are resting now
The emerge continues
Roads no longer are just long
Portals are there, and now I see them
And I am brave, as I was 
30 years ago
That flight to the comfort 
zone has taken off.
That is not my destination.
There is always another 
Airplane to board to fly away.
There is not another
One of her
Tom Squitieri

Tom Squitieri is a three-time winner of the Overseas Press Club and White House Correspondents’ Association awards for work as a war correspondent. His poetry appears in several publications and venues. He writes most of his poetry while parallel parking or walking his dogs, Topsie and Batman.

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