Feeling Like Jimmy Stweart Poem by Dónall Dempsey
Feeling Like Jimmy Stweart
Bus pulls in at
late night bus stop
I gaze at the face
gazing back at my face
from the darkness
my reflection appears to be
crying
but it's only rain!
|I haven't got a clue
where I am
the bus trembles
as it waits
for passengers to mount
idily I
glance about
thinking of...nothing
look up to see
her
framed
in a window
pretty as a picture
whip off her blouse & bra
with complete & utter abandon
and with unmistaken lust & laughter
visible even from here
throw herself upon
with wild & flashing hair
an unseen lover
I gaze in wonder
leaving me feeling
a litttle like
Jimmy Stweart
in Hitchcock's REAR WINDOW!
To glimpse a life...through whatever window...and to remember that moment forever, to have it branded into our minds...is just amazing. Shows what the human mind is capable of remembering...and making a story about.
Liked this very much, before it got to the bra bit it reminded me of one of my own poems written about a similar event in my own life, love thorugh a bus window, mind I was only 10 at the time but the memory of that 2 minute moment lives with me still,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 1:59:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What lovely and surprising glimpses you give into that world of yours where anything is likely to turn up. This caught me by surprise and made me laugh! love Dee Dee