One way meeting

[nar]

One way meeting.

Her washer eyes blank me,
so there's no moment.
Nursing ambitions I recall,
but not in this uniform.

Shared dreams over
temp-work breaks.
Twenty years and counting,
at different speeds.

Goodbye Cosmo,
hello Hello!.

We should speak.
Remember the times
when...
...
catching my glance, she
meets it as a stranger.
And there's nothing.
Nothing.

- Neil

[Suzanne]

Neil,
This reality somedays, time does it it so easily.
I love the use of "blank" as a verb.

my favorite. line is
"twenty years and counting,
at diferent speeds"

the Cosmo thing, I beleive I understand what you are saying and it would fit nicely but it is a bit too vague as it is. I like it in there rather than out but maybe adding a little something?


Nice write, Neil.

Suzanne

[Cryptic Cadence]

Nar, this is a simple yet very meaningful poem to many I'm sure. I always think poems written about one's feelings are usually the best, if it's not, pardon me because you've managed to capture the sentiments quite well. I agree with Suzanne that the "Twenty years and counting,
at different speeds" line is perhaps the most interesting line in this poem, followed by "Goodbye Cosmo" which does the preceding line justice.

One way meeting indeed.

Cheers

[backinblack]

Hi nar, another nice little write, your getting pretty good at this poetry lark!

BinB.

[mesmie]

Nar

I like this one of yours neil..it brought a cynical smile to me old lips..

cheers
mes

[David]

Good. Touching. True.

That's really not bad, Neil. I'm puzzling a bit about washer eyes, but I liked this a lot.

Cheers

David

[nar]

Thanks for the crits, critters.

Suz: Thanks, as ever for getting what I'm on about.
The Cosmo line: quite simply, she read Cosmopolitan when I knew her, and now she reads Hello. By her standards, that would be unacceptable 20 years ago.

CC: Interesting that you metion my feelings. It started as a way of saying I felt old by seeing someone on the train after 20 years, but I ended up not actually saying it at all. Glad you and Suz liked the different speeds line.

BiB: Cheers, dude.

Mes: Cynic? You? eeek! I can't believe that, not given your recent posts.

David: Thanks, old bean. By 'washer eyes', I meant: metal (steel) washers. Round, grey, lifeless, hard. Slight nod towards "steely-eyed".

Thanks everyone.

- Neil.

[arunansu]

Ah! You spilled the emotions quite well, Neil. Loved the ending.
Gem.

[Lovely]

You're developing your own individuality now. That is what all artists eventually do. A voice which can be heard in the dark giving light in
someway. NIce.

DJL