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Tramp Poet
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since 2000-01-06

Posts 754
Could Be Anywhere...

0 posted 2001-09-13 10:51 AM

Lady In Waiting

There is a song playing
gentle, soft in the background.
Like a rustle of first spring leaves
a promise once lost, now found.

A lady waiting in warm afternoon sun
dressed in Sunday finest, she sits alone.
Her favorite wicker on the front porch
of retirement center she calls home.

We pass her by on a busy errand
quick glance, she sits so in my mind.
Wondering what or for whom she awaits
rocking away as she passes the time.

White gloves, church hat with veil
she gifts a smile as we pass her by.
Questioning deepens, like the hours spent
did she glimpse her youth in our eyes?

A little wave, a nod of hello
hurried recognition, someone cares.
We passed this lady waiting alone
for a moment our paths are shared.

We hear the song again, softly
then it is gone, forgotten too soon.
Like a chance encounter with beauty
on a warm Autumn afternoon.

Tramp Poet:
once a scooter tramp
no choice about poet...

Joyce Johnson

Member Rara Avis

since 2001-03-10

Posts 9912
Washington State

1 posted 2001-09-13 03:58 PM

A sweet poem. Joyce

Inanothertime
Member

since 2001-06-29

Posts 72

2 posted 2001-09-13 05:41 PM

This is both sad and serene: I liked it alot.

Songbird
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since 1999-12-15

Posts 2184
Missouri

3 posted 2001-09-14 05:00 PM

This really makes me miss those elderly neighbors I used to have in my old neighborhood. I learned alot from them sitting with them on their front porches. I hope as I age that someone will find the time to come sit with me on mine. Good write.

Trillium

Member Patricius

since 2001-03-09

Posts 12098
Idaho, USA

4 posted 2001-09-15 12:47 PM

I like your poem. Nostalgic and tender.

Betty Lou Hebert

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

5 posted 2001-09-16 02:22 AM

Oh, Daniel~
You touch my heart with tender~

'A little wave, a nod of hello
hurried recognition, someone cares.
We passed this lady waiting alone
for a moment our paths are shared.'

*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Tramp Poet
Senior Member

since 2000-01-06

Posts 754
Could Be Anywhere...

6 posted 2001-09-16 01:42 PM

Odd how one retains these "snapshots"
of inspiration out of all the other
things going on around us, eh?
Thank you each and all for the input
and encouragement, tis greatly appreciated.

Tramp Poet:
once a scooter tramp
no choice about poet...

BSC

Moderator

Member Elite

since 2000-02-04

Posts 2919
New York, USA

7 posted 2001-09-16 08:02 PM

Perfect timing to read such a lovely piece and have a little remember of another time and place. Thanks for this Tramp Poet, gave my heart a little smile. Bonnie

Denise

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-08-22

Posts 22648

8 posted 2001-09-17 06:37 PM

This is sweet and lovely, Daniel. Very nice.

William P Bussey
Member

since 2000-02-26

Posts 188

9 posted 2001-09-18 11:34 PM

It seems to me that what you see, what your feeling, maybe even fearful of, is your self.But if that is so,and who am I to say, don't be afraid, a joyful heart is not the property of just the young

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