Dying Of Thirst Poem by Edwin Baldwin

Dying Of Thirst



She sat beside me everyday for nearly two years riding that train.
Most of the time we only shared small talk between us. Once in awhile we'd bring up something with a little more substance to it,
like how she hated her job or how everyone told her she was just like her mother. Her mother had a problem with staying settled and could've been on The Montel Williams Show because they had moved so many times before. She wasn't married and she didn't want any kids of her own. Maybe one day she'd adopt a couple of kids and if so…it would be a girl then a boy

I felt a little uneasy at first being around her. Not that there was anything wrong with her of course. On the contrary, I thought she was...um, to put it plainly, making a mistake talking to me. I'm just an ordinary kind of guy and she seemed so different from me, like she was way above average. Let me tell ya, this girl had some real pizzazz.
None the less she had me promises to always hold her place next to me

The first time we ever sat together she was dressed like a fairy tail princess for Halloween.She said ' This is what I dream of being in real life... a real live princess'. Nervously I replied ' I love Halloween and the fall is my favorite time of year'. She seemed so surprised to hear that from me because it was also her favorite time of year and her favorite holiday. We laughed, she had a wonderful laugh and I told her so.
'Good I'm glad you like it because I love to laugh' she said.
One day out of the blue she said
'I talked to my mother today I wanted to know if she thought it was okay for a girl to ask a guy to marry her.'
Jokingly I said 'Do you think you know me well enough to get married? '
She answered back 'you're my sweet angel'.
A sweet angel can you believe that!
If I thought she was serious, and meant it, or wanted the real me and not the train ride guy. You know the one with his nose close to the grind stone trying to make up for lost time. Then I would have proposed to her right then and there. I know what you're thinking, that I'm really shallow. The truth be told somewhere along the line I fell in love with her and I know exactly when it happened.

Well anyways………………..the reason I'm telling you all about this is because of a dream I had not long ago. I was dreaming that I was lost and wondering aimlessly through the dark thick woods. It seemed as if I had been going on this way forever. Then I stumbled upon a small clearing with dancing light all around it.
Out of nowhere this magnificent creature appeared in the light. All of my senses and emotions heightened to a state of Red Alert. A strange feeling took hold of me. I became weak and strong, fearful and invincible, all at the exact same time. It was a weird sensation something like I've never experienced before.
We both just stood there staring…. neither one of us moved a muscle.
I was spell bound and lost in the most interesting crystal blue eyes I had ever seen.
Then it was over, but the dream has been stuck in my head ever since.

And now it dawned on me.
It was her… the girl who sat beside me, it was her eyes that I was dreaming about.
I don't know what ever became of her. One day the train jumped its tracks and after that I never saw her again. We were both shaken up a bit but no one got hurt. Maybe she's riding another train now on a different route. Hopefully she's using more favorable means to get where she's going.


'Life support is Love apparatus'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adeline Foster 31 August 2012

This is lovely prose and the narrative is very engrossing. I enjoyed it. Hopefully you will catch my – Briar Fever – Adeline

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