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[Library] First Impression
by Nikki RiceShe leaned across the aisle
and whispered,
"I don't feel like being here today."
This was my opportunity;
I'd been waiting for her
to speak to me for weeks.
As the words formed on my lips,
I silently begged God
to let this be a beginning
and not an isolated incident.
I could smell a hundred other
bodies' pre-summer sweat,
surrounding us, suffocating us
(the olfactory soundtrack
of this beautiful moment).
It's time. It's time. It's time.
I inhaled deeply, then replied...
"Me either." 04/16/2008 Posted on 04/16/2008
Copyright © 2024 Nikki Rice
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 04/17/08 at 02:13 PM Well worded poetic snapshot Nikki. Nice work. :o) |
| Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 04/18/08 at 06:19 AM I so dig this! You've taken a moment and given it electricity and life and rhythm... So cool! So cool! ~N |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 04/19/08 at 07:18 PM Love the over-thinking of the moment leading to such a standard response... So there with you. ;o) |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/15/08 at 01:00 PM this was cute in that 'man, do i know it' kind of way. |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 11/01/08 at 10:37 PM Ohhhh I love this one. Leaves the reader wanting to know what happens next. Very nice. |
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