Infatuation Replay Poem by Bill Grace

Infatuation Replay



The chance meeting
in the pub
not necessarily a perfect setting
to find a deep love.

Desirable she was:
- -her hair
- -her figure
- -her work
- -even her age,
- -mature enough to know
- -what was not coming
- -with the greater years.

No surprise
when she did not tell me
of her son.

There is no communication back,
it hurts as many have hurt before
-while I sit with wife
-enjoy a fire log's burning
and experience the quiet hurt
that must be akin to the desperation
of which Thoreau wrote.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: ideals,infatuation ,romance
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