Tuesday, January 16, 2007

#268: January 16, 2007

"I don't know who she was or where she went to
after that moment we locked eyes and smiled;
I stared at her much longer than I meant to,
those cloudy eyes, that hair--I was beguiled.

"Beguiled's a word you don't hear very often,
but here I swear to God it fits the bill;
and had my ice cream not begun to soften
I might be standing, staring at her, still.

"But people only do things when they've got to,
and so I paid the tab and walked away,
thinking only how much I'd rather not do
those other things I had to do that day."

Grandpa sighed. "After I finished that cone--
well, kids, I never felt so damned alone."


Sonnet Boy said...

Another apropos-of-nothing story from Grandpa Richie, from whom we've heard before.

I had some fun with the feminine rhymes here, as you can probably tell. And if I stumbled upon meaning...hey, bonus! :)

Serena Joy said...

Hey, Scott, sorry I've been such a poor correspondent lately. I'll try to do better. I really, really liked this. It made me feel good. In fact, it was beguiling.:)