Cold Feet

Cold Feet

A Poem by Chris Shaw

oh the times I have contemplated
the picnic that never was

played it out in my imagination
felt the breeze tickling
my exposed toes in the heat
of summer sun
as we graced the green grass
of the Derbyshire dales

the invitation though was real
and I am sure if i had caught
the train as I planned to do
my cold feet would surely
have had an exquisite treat
on that blanket
as I feasted on you
and sipped chilled chablis

© 2024 Chris Shaw


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I dug deep, and glad I did ...
...only you could take a Moment-Missed
and recycle it as lovely Memory Mist :)
Love your Title too!

Posted 1 Month Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Month Ago

Hello Dylan, so you have been digging into my secrets have you :) Pleased you enjoyed this one. I st.. read more
Dylan Macadham

1 Month Ago

haha, they're safe with me.
You like Memory Mist? it's yours my friend :)
I enjoyed an.. read more
dear Chris... Picnics were very popular in the Fifties.... usually with Watermelon and potato salad and corn on the Cob with melted butter. Lovely nostalgia Fun.. hugs, Pat

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Hello dear Pat, now your picnic sounds positively delicious and summer seems a long way off. Have a .. read more
Fabulous Chris - indeed all our lives are full of possibilities, some followed, some not - 'Seize the day'. Love the demure reflective tone you take with this Piece. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 2 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Months Ago

Many thanks Tony. I appreciate your thoughts on this older poem. Have a great day.

C.. read more
Chris - how many of us decry the missed opportunities life has afforded us? Getting older it's become a sad game, remembering many of the things I could or should have done. Thinking back to at least one time I could have changed my life forever. Yet? Would we, if we could?
Take care - Dave

Posted 10 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

10 Months Ago

Many thanks Dave. I think we ponder, but I don’t tend to regret. Really appreciate your thoughts a.. read more
Dave

10 Months Ago

Chris - all is great thanks. I posted two short stories you might like.
Take care - Dave
Can be painful, mentally: having to think of something that will not, or may not, happen. In this case, didn't. More emotion from you. (Oh, and it's nice to read of Derbyshire dales; long time since I was there!)

Posted 10 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

10 Months Ago

Thank you Andrew. One of the what ifs in life. We all have them. Some hurt more than others. I appre.. read more
A chance meeting never fulfilled. I've indeed had many of those and now play them out in my head, wondering how different things might be now had I followed my own 'picnic.' Funny how life tends to do that to us!

Posted 10 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

10 Months Ago

Thank you Mari. I agree, it is strange how these situations can play on our minds years later. Pleas.. read more
What chances are lost to us in foggy trepidation? But we can't rush in where angels fear to trod unless we are proving ourselves fools. In this case your imagined tryst might prove better than reality or memory. It made its way into poetry, after all. I enjoyed the read. F.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Thank you Fabian. It made a poem and I am at least thankful for that. Many thank yous for stopping .. read more
an uncorked masterpiece of verse. you've got it all going on here. such a picnic - all the superlatives would not fit in the basket. i doubt those feet will stay cold when cork flies.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Many thanks Pete. Good to hear this poem meets with your approval. I appreciate you sharing your tho.. read more
Superb work Chris. Great use of the senses. Fantastic imagery.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Many thanks Thomas. Know your visits are appreciated.

Chris
This is such a wonderful write. really enjoyed this

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Bless you for your kindness June bug. So pleased you enjoyed your visit. Have a good Wednesday.
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Added on April 15, 2024
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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