moments mellow

hands cupped
in anticipation of rain
or to catch
God's needed grace
as balm unto her soul
she sits alone
she smiles
then frowns
in silent conversation
with someone past
not present
except in mind
and heart
I notice her
across the crowd
sipping white wine
as below us
the Thames
flowed
seaward
gulls shreaking
above the chitter chatter
her expression
was
benign
sublime
not of this present place
nay world
and as the waiter
took her glass
I almost felt
brave enough
to ask her name
but fleeting courage fled
rising deep in private reverie
she turned to me
and in her eyes
she showed
she knew
my thoughts
on her thoughts
moments mellow
moments mild
as below me
the Thames
flows
seaward





Poetry by Peter Humphreys The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-04-25 at 00:04

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
My heart pounded as I realized the keen perception of the writer into the woman's world. I know her well and so does the writer. I felt myself in awe that someone actually toured my mind.
2009-04-26


melanie sue
Nice and laid back and has such a romantic feel. This has been a most enjoyable read!bookmarked without a doubt
2009-04-26


kath
a beautiful moment engraved in time ... and so perfectly captured with your excelelnt pen ... bookmarked
2009-04-25


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
One of those frozen in time moments where thoughts and feelings seem in perfect accord - beautiful Peter

Elle x
2009-04-25


Kathy Lockhart
I bookmark and make this a favorite because it's voice is purity, sweetness, and kindness. Also, the picture you painted with your words write like a imprint of my mind. Kathy
2009-04-25