Posts Tagged ‘poetry’
My road calls me,
Lures me west, east, south and north.
Most roads lead men homewards,
mine leads me forth.
— plaque in the Norwich castle wall, uncredited
I scribbled this on a piece of paper, hungover, sipping coffee alone in Z on a sunny Saturday morning a few weeks ago.
You caught my eye that morning sitting across the room. Watching me blabber about something. I smiled at you you smiled because it was a sunny day? In the evening, later You came up to me and sat across the table sipping beer We talked about the day The nice people around us. We discussed your research and watched a friend get a waitress's phone number You said I shouldn't be shy I could get a phone number if I wanted to. The topic drifted to places we'd been the tourists in your home town how many were from Hollandesa and why. You said Spanish girls like Dutch boys I don't know. You said it it was hard to hear me from opposite the table. So you sat next to me Your lips next to my ear Your face close to mine. It was a really loud bar.