14 February 2019

Poem

Happenstance

A particular egg
A particular sperm
Me. 

A certain pub
A particular night
Us. 

A certain church
A particular Saturday
Matrimony. 

Particular years 
Certain happy days 
Children. 

Particular paths
Certain stiles
Life. 

A particular alignment of stars, 
A certain feeble heartbeat... 
The End.

23 comments:

  1. A Valentine lifetime neatly caught up in a poem brilliant...

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    1. I am glad you spotted that reference Thelma. Thank you.

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  2. Happy Valentines Day to my favorite Yorkshire man! 😘

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    1. I am aware that you know or have contact with thousands of Yorkshiremen so your kind greeting is all the more precious!

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  3. Funny how each small path leads to so many more. And yet- it had to happen exactly like that or we would not be here, right now, in the places where we are.
    Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. P. May there be sweetness.

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    1. Thank you MM. Instead of sweetness there were rump steaks, mushrooms, jacket potatoes, grilled tomatoes and broccoli.

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  4. A lovely poem! Happy Valentine's Day to you and Shirley!

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    1. Thank you Bonnie. Isn't life all about chance or happenstance?

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    1. I needed to get that word out of my head somehow.

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  6. Whoa, dark ending there! . . . but that is part of life, too.

    Lovely poem, YP. Happy day to you and your valentine.

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    1. And the same to you and your Canadian Mountie!

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  7. That about does it. The circle of life!

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    1. Yes. The circle. But so much happenstance Red.

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  8. My heart has been pounding today...in anger and in frustration...caused by the behaviour of a certain idiot I have the misfortune of knowing!

    Your poem is precise, concise and to the point, Yorkie.

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    1. Is the "certain idiot" your landlord by any chance?

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    2. Yes, it most certainly is, Yorkie. He is doing my head in...but I will not let him win!!!!

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    3. Warn him that a boxing champion from Yorkshire will be over to pound him if he doesn't cease.

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    4. Get in line, Mr. Pud! :)

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  9. Lee has said it - your poem is precise, concise and to the point.

    I don't "do" Valentine's Day, and as we live 150 km apart, there wasn't anything special lined up for OK and myself last night anyway. But I'll travel there tonight and we'll spend what is forecast to be a very sunny spring-like weekend together.

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    1. I don't know why but until now I didn't realise that OK was so far away. I thought he was maybe 20km from you. 150km is quite a lot.

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    1. Did you want an extra verse?

      A particular cloud
      A certain halo
      Heaven.

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