Rush hour

Rush hour

A Poem by Beccy

She was rain caught for an instant,
the sudden downpour taking her by surprise;
momentarily, elegance slipped to haste,
a brief battle with the designer umbrella
commencing as she regarded her
reflection in a shop window.

I smiled to myself, imagining the preparation;
the careful enhancing of too thin eyelashes,
that last glance in the mirror
to reassure perfection,
as she feasted on organic green tea,
a thin, barely buttered slice of toast.

Then she was gone, lost to the crowd.
Only the tip-tap of high heels
leaving a lasting impression;
her aspirations fanning the margins
of my mind as I wished her God speed 
and the promotion she so clearly desired.

© 2020 Beccy


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Very interesting take on people watching. I guess everyone does people watch, I wonder what they think of me lol.

Posted 5 Years Ago


I wish her god speed as well. I love these slice of life pieces, ones that have a lot more story before and after, but left to your imagination they become fulfilling and nostalgic. You have a great tone when you write, it puts me at ease as soon as I start reading. Good stuff Beccy.

Posted 5 Years Ago


I really liked this poem. It was really nice. Hopefully she will receive that promotion. Thanks for sharing

Posted 9 Years Ago


A fleeting moment captured in your inimitable way, again, a great write.

Posted 9 Years Ago


[send message][befriend] Subscribe
Gee
Yeahh,people watching,could do that for a living.Get down to MK shopping centre and sit in cafe italia,great vantage point and a lot of strange folk.Really enjoyed reading this poem

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is what sidewalk cafes are all about...

Posted 9 Years Ago


reminded me a bit of "the mary tyler moore show"
and Mary skipping down the street to the theme song...first impressions being lasting impressions...
it's a fun scene in a way, but there is a serious undertone to this...
how we dress ourselves up in perfection in order to have a perfect life...but what really is happening is that we are striving for something a bit unachievable---that ideal isn't so real...and the rain is god's way of dialing us down some, smearing our make-up---

love the way you wrote this as observations....astute.

Posted 9 Years Ago


What superb observation and people watching exercise Beccy (do you remember that ITV comedy show 'Watching' - with Lisa Tarbuck) - you have a great empathy for your fellow human beings I feel, from this.
I enjoyed 'watching' with you.
:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


high quality poetry. amazing! I'm truly in awe. you get a simple idea like making a random encounter, you pluck it and weave it into a seamless poem. and you make it look so easy.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Vanity, thy name is....well, all of us. Ed's note that is "snapshot perfect" is..well, snapshot perfect in its own right. This mixes a bit of a skewering with a certain empathy, which is a tricky wire to balance upon, but done so here with a seeming effortlessness. That is no mean feat.

Posted 9 Years Ago



First Page first
Previous Page prev
1
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

513 Views
12 Reviews
Rating
Added on January 2, 2015
Last Updated on August 24, 2020

Author

Beccy
Beccy

United Kingdom



About
I'm forty four, single and have a lovely fifteen year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I have always been an assiduous reader of poetry and real.. more..

Writing

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Nine lines Nine lines

A Poem by Beccy