Saturday, February 03, 2007

All good things.

At the heart of a bustling city,
They sit at a small round table,
As flowing crowds stream about,
Sipping at steamy creamy hot chocolates,
In a café oasis of calm.
She looking not at he,
He intently at her,
Her gaze grazes his,
And she smiles – a real smile –
But it is not for him.
He returns an unacknowledged
Half smile – and thinks
“Goodbye”

16 comments:

ish said...

Ah, I felt that one slip sideways. Beautiful progression. I felt the pang of his loss.

etain_lavena said...

we all have those....the stare the smile....the fall....as always GOOD!

Misplaced said...

Beautiful and sad
A painful reminder

Liza's Eyeview said...

Like what ish said...I felt the pang of his loss...

beautifully written...

desert rat said...

Well captured, that moment. I liked the shape the poem made.

gautami tripathy said...

"He returns an unacknowledged
Half smile – and thinks
“Goodbye”"

Did he have any choice? I like this!

gautami
rooted.

paris parfait said...

It's always sad when one person cares more than the other; and when one moves on. Great description of this situation in such a few words.

Novel Nymph said...

Good grief--knock me out of my chair why don't you? Between your posts and your comments on my blog you keep me on the floor a lot with your brilliance and delivery!;)

BTW The number 47?

Mary said...

I like the way the "goodbye" is unsaid.

Regina Clare Jane said...

Aw, I can really for the guy in this poem... makes me want to know more about these two people...

Waspgoddess said...

This really hit me, it was so true, so real.

s said...

"Her gaze grazes his"

i really love this line.

Crafty Green Poet said...

Very true. Well caught.

Penelope said...

Wow, how sad, the poor guy. It's like that song "That Lovin' Feeling," only better. Much better.

Thank you for the wonderful post.

Pod said...

brillo inc...perfect capture of the painful tenderness of want ;0)

KG said...

Rich imagery, with an "ouch" right at the end. This combination makes some of the best poems for me.