Glances (Pt 1)

NOT a serious, serious piece. This is entertainment, not art or literature. But between me in my teens and observing youngsters now, I have tried to pen a typical 'boy-meets-girl' kind of story.

Glances

Dragged by my parents on a Saturday afternoon,

Round all the aisles 'God, let this end soon'.

Up and down, covering the whole store floor,

'Please let no-one see that my life is so poor'

Vegetating by the veggies, as they decide which is best,

Just want to get back to my room, to my nest.

Watching the people, but not meeting eyes

Then I saw someone, I've just won first prize

Just for a moment through a gap in the crowd,

Then gone again, 'S**T!' Oops, was that out loud?

I thought for a moment heaven had sent down an angel...

But gave up on that when I tried to rhyme 'angel'.

My first impression was just 'What beautiful hair'

She probably knows this, she clearly takes care

Then a slow-mo moment as she turned around

Stopped dead in my tracks, feet fixed to the ground

Style and grace, and so full of class.

I said to myself 'that's a beautiful... lass'.

Unless I walk up and drop to one knee,

Let's be real here, she won't notice me.

Then again, I thought, as I rose to the game,

Push for a moment, she could feel the same?

A slight clash of trolleys and play the 'double-take'

She seemed to show interest, 'Don't let that be fake'.

Off through the sauces, the pasta and drinks.

I wonder what she listens to, watches and thinks.

Does she play games or just chick-flicks and chill?

If it's popcorn and chick-flicks my chances are nil.

I can't see my parents, for a moment I'm freed

Grabbed a box as she passed and pretended to read

She looks and laughs lightly, and raises one brow

I look at my hands and ask myself 'How?'

How I'm so stupid and why hadn't I seen

The aisle that I'm in is female hygiene.

Perhaps being obvious and Oh, so cliché

It broke the ice just a bit, and perhaps saved the day

I know I've never seen green eyes that bright

I hope that I'll never forget that first sight

That moment will stay with me, to the end of all time

If only I could see them each day, and think 'mine'.

I've always got paper and I've always got pens

What sometimes I don't have is plain common sense

Why, with a girl, do I always seem weak?

Why can I never just walk up and speak?

I wonder are all teenage lads just the same?

Now I have nothing... no number, no name.

Now I'm at home, just staring at walls

Remembering 'Green Eyes' and my lack of balls

My life will be empty, that's just how I feel

How can there be two girls that fit the 'ideal'?

But am I alone, and what are the chances,

That so much can be said in a couple of glances?

Sitting here bored, then Facebook goes 'ping'...

Not bored any more and my heart starts to sing.

It seems, somehow. I must have impressed

Can't get rid of this grin, but who could've guessed.

Oh My God! How on earth did she find out my name?

Oh My God! It just seems completely insane.

Turns out that instore I talked to a girl,

A mutual friend... now it starts to unfurl.

Messages flit back and forth for so long

I hope it keeps going, and not going wrong

The great leap of faith 'Perhaps we can meet?'

Just glad she can't see me, I'm white as a sheet.

SCH MMXVI

Reviews

[Country boy183798]

This poem, just like the other one, makes me smile, cry, and laugh all a the same time just like a mad man! Beautiful, fun, engaging, and deep. It conveys a sense of regret as we think back and look at those moments and opportunities that we let pass us by unnoticed. I really like it, and I enjoyed reading it. So thank you for sharing.
Well done and keep on writing.

[Tinman07]

Wow... praise indeed. Thank you.