MISSED CHANCE

MISSED CHANCE

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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A slice of Life

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MISSED CHANCE

 

He walks past me on a tree-lined sidewalk

A knife in my chest

I sniff his cologne

We nearly brush, my hat shields part of my face

My personage fails to attract

I follow him well behind a shadow’s distance

For days I anticipate and stalk

Often, I must run

To hold him in my glance

One time I watch him turn his head

Shall I assume a gaze at me?

My heart dips, I blush

Likely a fancy?

He turns, meanders slowly toward me

Peruses my figure

As we face close

He mutters:” Oh excuse me, I thought you were someone else.”

Twists his figure to leave

I endure, shell shocked

My hope drowns

My tears, a stream of rejection

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2021 Betty Hermelee


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I know the feeling - and I'm sure many others do, too. Why, oh why can't hearts be synchronized? Life would be so much easier...:)

Posted 3 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

I agree , but life is too complicated.
Thanks fir reading, I appreciate it
Best, Betty.. read more
Rejection is never a fun thing to endure

Posted 3 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

It's heart-breaking!!! Thanks for reading!!
Best. Betty
that is so embarrassing...I have had that happen to me...both sides of it.
Mistaken identity, some attention, apologies, and back to loneliness.
j.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

thanks Jacob, a fine comment; pretty sad situation.
Best, B
An amazing title and poem and I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but it certainly threw me for a loop! The feeling of immeasurable disappointment is palpable and painful here. Also, the image you chose for this one is beautiful. I really enjoyed this one, yet again!

Posted 3 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

Thanks for a lovely review.
Best, Betty
How fast the heart begins to flutter when we get a glimpse of someone who snares our attention. A whiff of cologne quickly ignites the senses to the point of no return. Likely a fancy? It's just that thing called love!

Posted 3 Years Ago


Betty Hermelee

3 Years Ago

Thanks so much for visiting my page and reviewing my poem.!

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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..

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