A Chain of Very Fortunate EventsA Poem by Steve KittellHomeward bound, a cloudy sky an unfamiliar cobbled street Silence surrounds the many blank faces guarded by
rushing feet Fading sunlight shaded a forgotten old brick
doorway When a sudden squall and bolt of light brightened
that gloomy day
A twist of fate, strangers meet to escape the
pending drench Glances are avoided, awkward silence used as defense Then nervous words about weather answered with a
smile Glowing cheeks made me wish for the rain to stay
awhile
We shared stories of our lives, some laughs and
some tears Our hands shared pockets to ward off chill and our
many fears Time flew, the storm had passed yet we noticed
none Matted hair and soggy feet we splashed into the long
set sun
Awkward
silence once again, I truly felt ashamed Blissful hours past and we never shared our names Blushing, I asked hers and she responded with mischief
in her eyes “I’d rather not tell you anymore for now, but ask
again at sunrise”
The sun rose on chilly toes, long ago, never to
forget - That dark cobbled street where once strangers met
Sck010515 © 2015 Steve Kittell
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StatsAuthorSteve KittellIn the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RIAboutHaving suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..Writing
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