i watch you walking
as i sip
my morning tea
what’s your story?
i see your glory
as you walk down the street
i am honored
to behold your presence
as i watch you from afar
you are gods in motion
i can see you
behind the scars
©2017janetaylorhardy
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jane taylor (Pseudonym) (
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I might be English but I prefer coffee however it has to be properly made - none of that Starbucks stuff for me!! Great write
ha ha i totally agree! i never drink starbucks coffee ~ it needs it to be properly made.....preferably a latte from espresso :0) thanks for your comment michael.....still pondering your lovely poem i read today......'twas excellent!
Ah bless thanks Janey
This is so very good
Jane.. I love a short
Poem that tells a story
With so few words.
I have done that self
Same thing on a few
Occasions, watched
Someone that has a
Story written on them
And it is just waiting
For someone to read
It.. I once watched
A man on a bicycle
With hundreds of
Plastic shopping bags
Stuffed into 4 large ones.
2 on each handlebar..
His clothes were torn,
His jacket was tied
together with string.
He'd not shaven for
Years..he was basically
A tramp or a hobo as you
Americans call them.
I found my self looking
at him for a long time
And wondering what his
Life was like as a young boy
And how he'd got to where
He was that day...
For no reason at all I
Started to cry....
The thing was he wasn't
That old..30s maybe..
When I got home all
I could do was hold my
Children... I've never told
Anyone that story
Until now...
Beautiful poem Jane.
Thank you...
what an incredibly beautiful story. thank you so much for sharing it with me. wow i could see him in my mind's eye also. thank you also for your gracious comment. i checked out your website. my son just got married and after looking at your website i am afraid i am going to be bugging him for grandkids :0) i adore the pink shoes!
Ha ha...they are beautiful.
I fitted her shop out, I love
Working with wood... The shop
And website is named after
My granddaughter, now she
Is an absolute madam...but
Oh so beautiful .. Grandchildren
Are an absolute gift, and a gift
I hope you enjoy in not to distance
A future... Thank you Jane...
MORNING TEA ~ Very English Jane ! We are all People Watchers ~ especially at AIRPORTS (sometimes I go to my local Airport ~ just to watch !). However this poem hints at a surreptitious tryst ? Are you watching a particular ONE or the whole plethora ? Thanks for sharing ~ Yours BRIAN
ha ha ~ a whole plethora! i get my morning tea and watch all of the people going up and down the street. the people are simply amazing. they have no idea i am watching them.....but i see their beautiful faces and sometimes they have written agonies and heartache or sheer happiness around their aura. i wonder what they have been through and to me they are all amazing gods. thank you for your kind comment!
What a sweet poem in great rhyme. Lovely muse as u sip. Keep on writing. Thumbs up.
Pls do comment on my latest poem too, u r most welcome to. Even one line will do.
thank you so much! i appreciate your gracious comment :0)
i wonder what we all express behind the scars,lovely thoughts
thanks ron i appreciate your comment!
You see glory everywhere even in morning tea. Very interesting and amazing this is really. I see God's motion behind each scar. This is very beautiful poem shared here.
thank you very much pintu ~ i really appreciate it :0)
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