Young and Beautiful

Sipping frothy espresso
from a high window table
at a very dry little cafe
waiting for the afternoon rain clouds
to let loose their afternoon rain drops,
I see a young and beautiful boy
and a young and beautiful girl,
strolling down the sidewalk across the street
hand in hand and obviously
ah, very quite obviously in love.
Leaning and giggling,
kissing and touching
afraid to take their eyes off each other
even for one July instant,
laughing away a summer day
because there are oh so many more to follow.

At the blinking corner crosswalk,
waiting in the narrow shade of a street sign,
they steal kisses back and forth.
And just then the sky flashes purple, purple, purple
and grey-grumbles, grumbles, grumbles.
A few staccato drops tap-darken the sidewalk
And the surly summer sky lets loose
its rain with surly summer abandon.
The young and beautiful girl shrieks
and drops the young and beautiful boy's hand
and dashes across the street
for the yellow-striped awnings of my little café.
And there, in the middle of the road,
the young and beautiful boy,
alone and wet, and racing to catch up,
a few splashing steps behind.




Poetry by Rapscallion
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Written on 2009-07-11 at 08:33

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2010-03-27



Mmmmm oh to stay forever young and beautifully in love huh Rap! Adorable scene you paint here, I felt a little sorry for the guy, being left behind, getting wet, but I am sure he caught up fast.

Smiling at you

tai
2009-09-12


Rob Graber
A delightful little episode, wonderfully well told! The repetition in lines 20 and 21 I find most effective. Do note that line 23 needs "lets," since it is not possessive.
2009-07-11


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
A beautiful picture
your words paint.

~L.~
2009-07-11