Isn't LIfe Strange.


Isn’t life strange?

There we were at the hotel

Sitting in the restaurant

Eating our breakfast.

There were guests around us,

All booked in for  a few days.

On the table next to us were a couple,

We got chatting,

Became quite friendly,

But then it happened.

He mentioned the city,

The city in which I was raised,

And then he mentioned an area,

An area in Gillingham,

It was called Poets Corner.

He lived there,

As did I,

We had both lived in the same road

About forty years in our past.

As we chatted

We both went to the same dance school.

We had never met until this time,

This time on the Isle of Wight.

It took us both back

To those memories of so long ago,

Where we had been brought up

So many years ago.

Isn’t life strange?


  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 21st, 2023 02:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: This happened on our break on the Isle of Wight.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 16


  • orchidee

    Yes, I met a chap in a pub. He is the landlord now. He remembered the time years ago, that I added water to his whisky, so he threw me out of the pub and barred me. Doh! lol.

    • Goldfinch60

      I would do that as well Orchi, no water in my whisky!


    • Doggerel Dave

      Just try the tiniest few drops of distilled or spring water....

      • Goldfinch60

        Not in my Laphroaig Dave.


        • Doggerel Dave

          No chance of changing the mind of an old geezer with fixed habits....😇!!!

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