One Moment, Hemingway Poem by Paula Glynn

Like pen to paper,
Like shoes taken off at the end of the night,
Like lipstick applied before a party,
Like catching a taxi after lights out,
Like catching the last bus at the end
Of that hectic school day,
Like batteries put in the TV remote,
Like a magazine devoured
In a hospital bed,
Like a spider hiding
In the corner of the lounge,
Like music playing from a radio,
Like a traffic jam in rush hour,
Like a couple speaking Chinese
You unable to translate,
Like laundry put on,
Like sunshine after the rain,
Like stepping on an airplane
Knowing you'll be in Greece in hours,
Like picking up a paperback
And sitting there for five hours,
Knowing your novel finished,
Like watering your plants
And giving them life,
Like reading back issues of Cosmopolitan magazine,
Like having dramatic dreams,
The night time your scene,
Like playing a CD
Where you picture yourself a rock star,
In an impossible dream,
Like taking out the rubbish
And leaving your home pristine,
Like giving up smoking
No longer under peer pressure
Your young life gone.

Time giving you these things
Where words did once sting
But you tried to not give in
Your creative writing your dream
Spells at the spindle to spin and spin
Your destiny not to be cut short
By the three fates
But emotions can cut you
As if you've wrongly
Opened a food tin
But in your life
You're determined to win
Your emotional outlook
Why you shall win
No matter how long it takes
Your designer mind never fake.