Weather mild a rare blue sky
clock change day car radio said
no hurry well a bit maybe
this lane not one he often used
Narrow quite bendy too
passing places a squeeze through
strange no cars seen either way
probably it was just his day
All clear it seemed ahead
rear view mirror given a check
eyes front swerved right then left
an old lady from nowhere stepped
He’d swear she’d just appeared
no movement just a vacant stare
grey clad from head to foot
of this age no way that look
Drove on his head turned back
no sign gone as quick as that
cold sweat his heart beat fast
foot to pedal scared disturbed
That week the local paper lead
ghost of Long Lane seen again
old men rubbed their chins
recalled stories of minds taken
You haven’t, yet you have
you’ve seen, sensed a form
as art, of me, nude all shades
of being, real, within broken lines
sketched, a woman, barely known
yet you see through, imagine me
you a man, I haven’t, yet I too see.
I’ve a short poem ‘Reflection’ up on ‘Free Verse Revolution’ today – linked here…
Please excuse the brevity of this message -just returned from two days in Devon to find my central heating/hot water boiler has been leaking rather a lot of water in my kitchen – and this being England no one does anything with urgency – which I’ll remember when it comes to paying an eventual bill!
Not taken, no offence, not you
my mistake, misplaced touch
mine, yours, we should have
I would today, I know, I hear you
no repeat, that was yesterday.
Slow stroked ringed fingers
once given, twice deceived
unaware, known to, staring
image sent, ‘You need to see’
she didn’t care to, nor did he
slow stroked ringed fingers
once given, twice deceived.
We’ll meet maybe
have a good weekend
we just can’t agree
it’s not about you
your life your fears
it’s mine too you see
I’m here, you’re here, what are we waiting for?’
Good question, I was leaving, now you’ve got me thinking.
While you’re thinking take a chance and talk a while with me.
I think I will – hello, I’m Sam and spell-bound by your smile.
My goodness, do you mean that? I’m Erin by the way.
He knew her