Did that really happen last night?
Now that I am awake, was it all a dream?
Did I have too much to drink?
While I was standing, at the bar.
We only went out of interest,
My friend Norman, and I
To this club not far from us,
Just for a drink and a chat
A lady from the dance floor
Came to the bar between us
And ordered her drink.
Why between us we thought?
While Norman and she became
Engrossed in conversation
A second lady appeared,
And she too came between us.
She and I said nothing;
Just standing at the bar.
Then the odd word passed between us,
Until we too joined in conversation.
Norman and his lady went to dance;
We two, left at the bar went silent
Until she started to walk away;
I said “Shall we dance?”
I now awake from that night;
Alive, happy and hoping
That all that happened last night,
Was real.
It was! That day after the night before
Happened many years ago.
We have been together now;
From that day for the rest of our lives.
Written January 2014
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: After Angela and Brian put up their poem yesterday about their first date I said I would put one up about Joyce and my first meeting. That was on 31st March 1981 and we got married on 7th November 1981.
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Comments5
A fine write Gold. I though ya was gonna get tangled up with that elusive 'tomorrow' that never comes. When it gets here, it's 'today'. doh!
Thank you Orchi. No today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday.
One of those poems which you just have to read again - and it gets even better - it really carried me along - super write Andy.
Thank you Michael, it was a special time - and still is.
Ah yes life does through us into a loop and shows us beautiful things. Sounds like you had a swell night I'm glad to here. Written very well keep up the good work.
-Theta
PS: The day after the night before my brain hurt now since you threw me for a loop....wait that means today or "tomorrow"
Thank you Theta, those days either yesterday, today or tomorrow are so special.
"Then the odd word passed between us". Yeah, it's pretty crazy to see just how small a chance can be for you to take it. Don't know until you leap, and hey, you leapt. I like the tone of the poem. At first it's a little melancholy, but then it shifts. Quite good.
Thank you Nicholas, it is amazing what the odd word can do in life.
lovely just aint good enough, bloomin lovely, is more like it.. made me smile ya did, so thanks.. N
My pleasure Neville, making people smile is one of my aims in life
"Smile at people - it confuses them"
there are certainly a lot of worse things you could do.. smile on..
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