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Packratmike
Senior Member

since 2001-02-25

Posts 632
California, USA

0 posted 2001-04-21 01:14 PM

She strolled by
ever so casually
dropping her handkerchief
with an obviously
pseudo-accidental slip of the hand.
I know she was expecting me
to scoop it off the sidewalk
and run after her
just like in days of old
when ladies
with subtle flair
called attention
to themselves
in such a fashion.
What possessed me,
I still don't know
but I grabbed it
and ran after her
almost whispering...Miss...Miss!!!
hoping I wouldn't be noticed by others.
She turned
acting surprised,
placing dirty fingers
to her wrinkled lips.
I believe this is yours, I said.
Why thank you, kind sir, she replied.
Her sunken eyes twinkled at me
as she stuffed the handkerchief
into her ragged shirtsleeve.
For a moment
I watched her weathered face
with its hollow cheeks
and a scrunched up toothless smile
looking up at me
as if waiting for an introduction.
Awkwardly hooked, I said I'm Mike.
She extended a confident crusty hand
whispering...
I'm Miss Monroe, so nice to meet you.
As I shook her rough hand
my stomach churned with pity and guilt.
What comfort could I give this old lady,
what words, actions or material things
would make life o.k. for her?
I was in over my head as I repeated her name...
Yes, that's right she whispered again,
Miss Monroe...Theeee Miss Monroe ya know.
I had opened the door and she began to put her foot in it,
with such vivid fantasies of
movies and stardom and wealth and tycoons
and politicians and on and on and on
she went with stories,
no not stories but her life
as she felt she had lived it
and I was hooked...
not awkwardly,
but excitedly
and warmly
and appreciative
that I could share.
It had grown late
as I listened to her.
Time flew by quickly
with each enchanting account
of Camelot
as I had never known it....
and now,
as much as I hated to
it was time to say goodbye,
but not before
I asked for her autograph.

EagleScorpion
Senior Member

since 2000-03-08

Posts 1644
Here, Now, Forever

1 posted 2001-04-21 01:18 PM

this is moving...
its funny how once we humans overcome the initial barriers between us, we only then come to realize the light that is in everyone's soul.

Love is God. Love is war. Love is what your life is for.

JLR
Senior Member

since 2001-02-04

Posts 1785

2 posted 2001-04-21 02:02 PM

What a great, sweet story...that last line really got me.

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

3 posted 2001-04-21 02:11 PM

PackRatMike~
Should I ever reach such a station in life -
I would hope that you would stroll by -
I'd drop my hanky !

Such lovely heart in this piece~
Thank you for a sensitively tender render.
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

4 posted 2001-04-21 02:16 PM

It's amazing how someone we never really get to know can have an affect on us for the rest of our lives. Those who were in existence at her passing surely wonder what it might have been like to have her around into 'old age.' Beautifully, heartfully rendered poem, Packratmike!

SEA

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Member Seraphic

since 2000-01-18

Posts 22676
with you

5 posted 2001-04-21 02:38 PM

Mike~ this is one of the sweetest poems I think I have EVER read......I loved this....very touching....and in my library

SEA

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

6 posted 2001-04-21 02:40 PM

This is absolutely charming...fantastic job with this one mike!

Packratmike
Senior Member

since 2001-02-25

Posts 632
California, USA

7 posted 2001-04-21 03:05 PM

Eagle Scorpion...thank you, there is a spark within each of us that lights a common path for us to share.

JLR...I'm really glad you like this one...my muse just seemed to take off with this one, done in 15 minutes. lol

Marge...And I would pick it up without hesitation for you.  Thank you so much for your kind words.

VAS...When I began writing this one, Marilyn was not even on my mind. I had no intentions of writing about her, yet, something brought her to this poem and it took off.  I guess that's the effect she's had on me.
Thank you for the nice comments.

SEA...It's so nice of you to say this and I really appreciate it.  Thank you.

serenity...Glad you enjoyed it.  This is one of my magically written poems....it just seemed to have a will of its own.

Mike

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