![]() The EncounterA Poem by moonlit_cove![]() A kind stranger helps a blind woman on her way home.![]() The Encounter by: moonlit cove
A sightless woman in the pouring rain Who struggles to walk with the help of her cane Soaked to the bone on a desolate street Hearing only the clack of the shoes on her feet She’s longing for dryness and something to eat
Approaching with care, to the crosswalk she comes A car passes closely - its loud engine hums The splash of a puddle then dampens her shins And startles her backward off balance again She falls to the ground and sobs from within
And as she sits there in the midst of the storm The hand of a stranger, kindly and warm With a touch as gentle and light as a bird Helps her back up without saying a word His overcoat crinkling was all that she heard
With her hand in his, they traverse the wet road And grateful she is for the kindness he showed But one small detail sticks out in her mind It startles her so, even though she is blind Only three fingers on his hand did she find
Once they cross safely he releases her hand She turns to give thanks to the kind-hearted man But there’s no response as he scurries away She pauses a moment, her thoughts gone astray Then gathers herself and goes on her way
At last when she’s in the dry safety of home Recounting how far on that day she did roam She turns on the news while her dinner she makes A headline is read and that’s all that it takes To frighten her so much that her body shakes
In the serial killings that have been ongoing A suspect is described for the public’s knowing The news anchor warns as best as he can To be on your guard from this beast of a man With only three fingers upon his left hand © 2016 moonlit_coveReviews
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Authormoonlit_coveShepherdsville, KYAboutWriting is just a hobby for me - one of my many methods of creative expression, along with artwork, music, building scale models, restoring old cars, and, of course, reading. If I didn't have artis.. more..Writing
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