“Some Poetic Feet” for dVerse Poets Open Link Night

Malina Rose photo

Four Feet off the Ground

He loved her khaki overalls, her hiking boots and hat,
so altered his agenda to be where she was at.
He knew she was the girl for him, and though he’d never met her,
he knew at once he was in love and that he’d not forget her.
He tracked her to the lunch room, sneaking down the hall,
keeping so far behind she didn’t notice him at all.
He followed her to English class, then slipped into his own.
If it had been left up to him, she never would have known
the strength of his affection. Nor would she have met him.
She would have had no choice to remember or forget him.
From the start, he thought that she clearly walked on air
and one day without knowing it, he followed her up there.
She was two feet off the ground, and with him, it made four.
All across the campus, they were seen to soar.
But when she stopped abruptly, he simply could not miss her.
He forged ahead, bumped into her, and when she turned, he kissed her!
And though at first it seemed that she merely was astounded,
in time, they formed a pair and then they were more firmly grounded.

 

For Photo Challenge #269

For dVerse Poets Open Link Night..Some Poetic Fet!

27 thoughts on ““Some Poetic Feet” for dVerse Poets Open Link Night

  1. kim881's avatarkim881

    I love the jaunty rhythm and rhyme of your poem, Judy, and the story is delightful, especially the part when ‘she stopped abruptly, he simply could not miss her. He forged ahead, bumped into her, and when she turned, he kissed her!’ There’s something to be said for khaki overalls, hiking boots and hats.

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  2. sanaarizvi's avatarsanaarizvi

    I absolutely love this! It is the kind of courtship that we poets seek to describe in poems, that we dream of witnessing in real life and when we do .. it’s truly magical! 😍✨

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  3. Unknown's avatarAnn Garcia

    who was the guy at central high who made you float without a boat? Tell me … I wont gossip. Ann from Cheyenne

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  4. Lona Gynt's avatarLona Gynt

    We would ask my parents how they met, and they would laugh and my Dad would say that he walked into the wrong classroom in High School. This made me smile, thinking of them, still together, mostly sitting in the same room, still having some very small adventures, my Mom now circled back in her dementia to again wondering most days who that guy is, and liking what she sees, and my Dad with more patience than he ever had, letting her get to know him. Air to ground to air.

    Also like these couplets for this couple 🙂

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  5. Frewin55's avatarFrewin55

    This lovely poem is at once, particular, unique and magical, but also embodying the truth about every instance of falling in love – wonderful Judy…

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