The Post Card

Life can sometimes be one!

Late one summer evening,

While strolling along the way,

Down the ancient downtown walk,

Lamps turning the dark to gray.

 

Strains of a haunting melody,

Heard from a late-night “place”,

Coupled with a chorus of crickets,

Made a pleasant walking space.

 

Rounding the town square corner,

Beneath the gas light glow,

A solitary bench was placed

Where a couple whispered low.

 

As I drew so ever closer

To the duo seated there,

It suddenly occurred to me

In both they were only aware.

 

His arm lightly encircled

Her back in a casual way.

Paired eyes were equally locked

In an adoring, warm display.

 

Never did they observe me

As I meandered, drawing near.

She smiled and laughed so sweetly

As he whispered in her ear.

 

The moment belonged to them only.

No notice to any passersby.

I could not refrain from looking.

So, my eyes continued to pry.

 

Crossing by them, a kiss was stolen,

Which took her quite off-guard.

A scene in time remembered.

Quite like a vintage postcard.

 

Reviews

[Relic]

Excellent poetry. This harkens back to an earlier and more respectful and innocent time. :)

[Kerra]

Crossing by them, a kiss was stolen,
Which took her quite off-guard.
A scene in time remembered.
Quite like a vintage postcard.

Love these lines here, This is so poetic and so wonderful. Simply love this write.
You are so poetic.

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem shared dear Belle Starr.
"Crossing by them, a kiss was stolen,
Which took her quite off-guard.
A scene in time remembered.
Quite like a vintage postcard."
When we can, when we observe a stolen kiss. One of the wonders of our world. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was lilting and lovely. What came to mind was the drive-in movies when I'd walk to get drinks and popcorn for me and my date...walking between the parked cars with couples necking and fogging up the windows. They were unaware of everyone unless it was a cop with a flashlight.

[Vinod Kumar U K]

A Good writing with classical lyrics...

[Rye]

Such a lovely well written, descriptive write. I like this a lot

[The Iron Horseman]

Lovely, Belle. A beautiful moment encapsulated perfectly in timeless poesy. I can see the picture very clearly. Enchanting!

[sette]

and love really makes the world round... so romantic and they owned the world to themselves

[emipoemi]

If I may be so bold: this is not your best. Some rhymes appear forced and some lines seem like they're trying too hard to advance the narrative. I did like the idea, though. A meta- ekphrastic piece of sorts - intriguing. There's a solemn aura to it as well, which kind of got undermined by the aforementioned oddities. But great start. (and I think a "welcome back" is in order).