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Out of place and back in time
by Sandy M. Humphreyseeing you here always takes me by suprise
here in this city setting
so far from the green paths
where we would walk and talk
where the sunshine reflected
in your hair and melted in your smile
meeting you by chance always takes me back
and I cannot help but smile and remember
how we came to be buds
pals just friends
who whiled away the hours
of a workday getting to know
what made each other think
walking away after such an encounter
the memory etched among the past
city street traffic racing fast against the lights
my footsteps echoing up to greet me
yet for a moment I stood with you
and once again we were surrounded
by leaves of green and sunshine
seeing you always takes me back in time 05/20/2008 Posted on 05/20/2008
Copyright © 2025 Sandy M. Humphrey
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Richard D Frederick on 05/21/08 at 12:33 AM i am not sure what mood you meant here. i think you meant a warmer, friendlier one, but this reminds me of love lost and the good that comes with the bad in the flood of memories that greet you when you see that significant person. good job. i walked away with my own experience. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 05/21/08 at 02:14 PM Friendships are a wonderful thing as is your poem Sandy...CharMin |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/21/08 at 03:48 PM Nice write lady. I know people I'd like meet again. I'm taken back just thinking of them and how they were lost through lack of attention on my part. At least you have had the chance to see this person even if only for a brief moment that brings back other memories. Well done! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/21/08 at 09:44 PM ...sandy, stand up and take a bow, mlady...this is so laureate-ish...you take something soooo teeeny weeeny and make a mushroom cloud with it...i love this, it's sorta like what Ted Kooser would write...peace, charlie |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 05/23/08 at 01:44 PM As Richard said, I'm not sure what mood you intended. This immediately evoked a pretty intense sadness in me...overwhelming, in fact. Nicely written, whatever the intent! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 05/23/08 at 09:17 PM It's all the things unsaid here, I think, that give it a wistful, secret sort of overture. Intriguing! |
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