A Small-S Saint to Guide Me

(still on dashboards everywhere)


I’m going on a trip

I’m not sure I know the way

When I arrive, there will be family

To make it all worthwhile


It might rain

There will be mountains and

The valleys in between

I hope there will be a cloudy sky

Not enough to rain,

Rather to keep the bright rays off of me

Or, on another hand, a benevolent

Kind of sun


A little traveling music, please

The car is old

Not connected

No blue teeth

Still smarter than its owner is, I’m sure

And I have CDs

Like records, only small and shinier

Audiobooks, in fact

Thanks to my friend who swears by them

Now I am an acolyte as well


A word before I go

Once done, I’ll have to turn around

To do it all again

Back to small towns and hobbit-holes


And, you know,

Back again


C L Couch



Photo by Tabea Damm on Unsplash

Hvalfjarðarsveit, Iceland

Go on a trip. Make an adventure.