rainy first date

we walked together up

ninth avenue

on a rainy night

puddles forming

conversation fading

not holding hands

but holding umbrella handles

instead

 

his was sturdy

but mine bent and twisted with

every gust of wind

spraying me with water

a five-dollar purchase

i’d never regretted more

 

subway signs appeared

we slipped underground

escaping the rain

and at the fork where

he went downtown

and i went uptown

he turned to me

here, have mine, he said

i don’t need it

 

and so in my hands

were two umbrellas

I knew I’d never open his

but it opened up

the chance of being

loved

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4 thoughts on “rainy first date

  1. Sara, you are an alchemist of words. You take an ordinary stone
    and turn it into a precious gem that you share so freely with us.
    Thank you. love Papa

  2. Sara, I was never much on poetry , but your poems are moving, inspiring and lovely. I have to pass them onto my sons and grand daughters . Best wishes ! Thanks Joe, Bernie Hennelly

  3. Sara, that was lovely to read, i have joined a Writers Group here in Ballinrobe, just putting some some childhood memories, way of life on paper for future generations, i am not good at poetry but dabbling a little at it occasionally, best of luck, God Bless you Sara, Mary Hennelly Tiernan

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