A Chain of Very Fortunate Events

A Chain of Very Fortunate Events

A Poem by Steve Kittell

Homeward 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

 

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© 2015 Steve Kittell


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Wow, this is absolutely a beautiful writing. Your descriptions evoke such vivid pictures and you build with each word, so carefully, there is fear and sadness but then you change tones with Awkward silence once again, I truly felt ashamed, Blissful hours past and we never shared our names. Then you continue with a lovely ending, a foreboding sense of time gone by. Everyone will love this. Bravo. You are a great writer. I enjoyed it. Thank you so much: Dale

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Wow, this is absolutely a beautiful writing. Your descriptions evoke such vivid pictures and you build with each word, so carefully, there is fear and sadness but then you change tones with Awkward silence once again, I truly felt ashamed, Blissful hours past and we never shared our names. Then you continue with a lovely ending, a foreboding sense of time gone by. Everyone will love this. Bravo. You are a great writer. I enjoyed it. Thank you so much: Dale

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Steve Kittell
Steve Kittell

In the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RI



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Having 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..

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