First Date


How strange it felt to be on a date
with someone I dont know
and have never met before
a relationship that never was
becomes one I'll eventually know
Misty blue eyes
casting about
look into the past
a moment
then back to me
beautifully full lips
slightly askew
barely imperfect
your persian knot
and the reason I could love you
We told our history
like resume's
satisfying curiosity
and unspoken obligation

And on that cold december sunday
we walked in the frozen sunlight
browsed the shelves and shops
too aware of every word and touch I wondered
where I forgot myself
and brought this awkward clumsy fellow
instead

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An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth, and the whole world will be blind and toothless-M.K. Ghandi

Excellent poem an great last stanza. All of the emotion is there.

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I agree with LK's assesment. The last paragraph is fantastic.

I'm not a great poetry lover, I just enjoy good writing wherever I find it. What I find especially refreshing here is how you've written a personal poem that I found so easy to relate to.

Great work Mark.

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-Scott

It is undesirable to believe a proposition when there is no ground whatever for supposing it true. -- Bertrand Russell

Shamelessly bumped because I enjoy it so much.

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-Scott

It is undesirable to believe a proposition when there is no ground whatever for supposing it true. -- Bertrand Russell

I too think that the last couple of lines are what really make the poem. They almost surprise you and yet they complete the picture beautifully.

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