First meeting

About someone, I’ve just met:  a limerick. 

Hope, I suspect, might be the most charming of companions. How readily we tend to fall at its feet. However, this is also a thank you note.

 

An Ode to the Uptake Interview

 

I

The preacher’s wife waited smiling at the door
it was a vicarage; I’d certainly not visited before.
The chairs were comfy and black,
I hope to go back 
many a day more: to stare at that floor.

II

The preacher’s wife had long blonde hair,
she led me to the right, in, to the first chair.
Safely inside:
words will collide
neither aware what’ll be the fare for this particular dare.

 

April 6, 2017

 

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