After reading Ael's poem "Coffee" I remembered a poem I had written a few years earlier that somehow had a similar theme. I post it here, with apologies for the repost, as reflective of her poem


A day of mindless lonely wanderings found
Me within an unfamiliar country inn
set maturely in trees at a crossroad's square
The lobby done in tweed and pine
The club chairs large promising comfort
Their arms dressed in fresh draped crewel
Near the fire in a fieldstone hearth
A stranger sits lithely in tailored wool and
Silken blouse long legs demurely crossed
above sensible mid brown walking pumps
A slight handsome woman her pensive eyes
in the middle distance of focused concentration
She exudes a pervasive sense of boyant
middle age warm demeanour violet eyes
Yardley's Lavender and rich chestnut hair
My entrance brings her face and smile to mine
She rises fluidly walks to me wraps both arms
Around one of mine looks up into my eyes
And speaks

I wished you here... And here you are.

Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-09-01 at 17:09

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Well done.

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
I am just captured and taken away along on this lovely encounter (interlude for me). You have ignited and sated my senses in the most delightful way. This is dreamy and warm. Thank you, Josephus, for posting it. Now I will read Ael's "Coffee." :)

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Thanks,Abel. Your lovely poem triggered my memory of this one,it one of my favourites. So glad you enjoyed reading it.

This is a wonderful story Joe!
Beautifully, elegantly presented.
I can feel every single element!
What can I say.... BOOKMARK of course!!!!!!