A Picture of Life
After all this time, would he recognize her?
John kept asking himself as he waited in terminal three.
Twenty years had passed since their affair
and their parting at the airport.
Then he saw her, just as he remembered.
Same blonde hair, same figure,
dressed as stylish as ever.
He wondered if she would recognize him.
She waved. A thrill ran through his bones.
He waved back and hustled to her.
Inside of him the thrill changed to fear,
What if she rejects me again?
I’m going to kiss her when I get there.
He swore to himself. She won’t mind.
NO! Not after twenty years. Do something else.
Maybe just take her for tea.
As he neared her and saw her face and her smile.
He resolved to kiss her no matter what.
As he opened his arms she did likewise.
He embraced her and kissed her.
A muffled popping noise was heard.
as the pain of a bullet ripped through his body.
He fell to his knees and then to the floor.
She screamed, “Call 911!” to the gathering crowd.
An unknown man walked casually out of the exit.
Someone in the crowd said, “Nine, nine, nine.”
She asked, “Why are you speaking German?”
“Emergency.” was the only reply”
She felt alone as she turned her attention to him.
She was holding his head in her hands
He called her by her name. She replied,
"It was Walter, I just know it was. He’s
such a creep. How did he find out?”
“Do you love me? He asked her barely audible as it was.
She paused as though for consideration.
He never heard her reply, as he gasped his last breath.
“Goodbye Charlie.” she whispered to him.
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Author:
MendedFences27 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a scene from life. Pure fiction. Not everyone is on the same wavelength.
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You are good at these.This one was no exception. Pure fiction it may be; I was completely involved neverthelless.
Thanks, DD. Glad you found it interesting.
Drama fills this write with a great buildup that pulls the reader in and a climax with quick ending resolving the situation. Sex in print with the same allure and sense of fulfillment afterward. Nicely done
Thanks, SB. Great comment, As always. Much appreciated.
Most welcome
Life and all its wavelengths!
Thanks, arqios, A scene that fills the screen.
Most welcome dear friend 🙏🏻🕊️
That's some seriously delicious drama, I've met my old love at an airport once 24 years ago I remember it like it was yesterday, he had a single rose and yes we kissed, it wasn't to be but not because one of us was shot, we shot our chance though. Love this your language is brilliant, I couldn't help wishing she answered him quicker so he would have known for sure. I'm a romantic. Brilliant dear Phil. 🌹
Thanks, Teddy. Sorry to hear your old flame burned out. She didn't get his name right. What a waste.
Nobody comes close when it comes to these Phil .. & no, I very rarely check what any of my reviewing predecessor leave behind .. I assure you and anyone else who may arrive here in my wake, I only just caught a glimpse of DD's opinion after completing mine .. You are the master & Emperor of this kind genre all rolled into one .. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐👍
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