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Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.

Date (for Valentine's Day)

She's sitting there, waiting
Impatient, alone
Watching each new arrival
But he still doesn't come

Attraction was mutual
Eyes met, crowded room
But he hasn't turned up
And it's getting dark soon

The door is flung open
Her heart beats faster
Now they're off for a walk
The dog and her master
©cih11, 15.10, Friday 11th February 2011

Time Waits for No (Wo)Man

The old maid sat there in the corner
Wishing her history away
Halycon days, of which she'd had plenty
Now steeped in the reek of decay
She'd thought that she'd be immortal
That her beauty would always be there
But now it was her great age and wrinkles
That caused all the young men to stare
So she mused on lost opportunities
As she sat and longed to be dead
But that's not how it works in the real world -
She married an old man instead
©cih11, 23:32, 6th February 2011

Be Mine - at What Price?

The shops ooze red and guilt
For Valentine's Day is here
A special day to show
the loved one the feelings you share
But once the money's spent -
Chocolates eaten, flowers dead
The ones on whom all that money's been spent on
Are Marks & Spencers, Interflora and Clintons
©cih11, 23:14, 04.02.11

Unrequited

No "Brief Encounter", this
No great thwarted romance
Half a spark, quickly quenched
Was all that it was
Not even a stolen kiss
©cih11, 23:03, 04.02.11

Lovelorn

Gazing at you through a window
Object of my frustrated desire
The two of you ignore me -
My blood pressure climbs higher

My heart whispers
'Smash the glass
Attract their attention
What have you to lose?'

My brain argues back
'They're just a pair of shoes'
©cih11, 14:42, 04.02.11