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A Love Triangle

sitting by the window
watching the drizzling rain
discussing the fine details
of his imminent departure...
two women sip black coffee

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CayCay Godwin

March 28, 2018 at 9:09 AM

Oh, my gosh - is this dramatic and clever and a grin maker! Reminds me of a country song, well, more than one. This is utterly great, perfect, a head shaker and talk initiator of a poem, Paul. Love it. I think I'll pause my comments right here and dwell on this witty piece as I do my chores. All the best ... CayCay

Paul Callus

March 28, 2018 at 4:51 PM

Thank you for a pleasant and welcome visit, CayCay:) You are both kind and generous! Warm regards // paul

Mockingbird Stevenson

March 25, 2018 at 8:34 AM

And then....... You have left me captivated and wanting more - truly put my mind to work! Loved it. Thanks for sharing , h

Paul Callus

March 28, 2018 at 4:44 PM

Thank you for stopping by with lovely comments, H. Pleased to 'meet' you:) Regards // paul

Susan Ashley

March 22, 2018 at 9:06 PM

The window of imagination is left wide open in this intriguing poem Paul. Left to my own devices, I can conjure up sinister or innocent scenarios about 'his imminent departure...' Everything about every line of your captivating poem is ingenious, my friend. Love your poem and the title! My 'powers of discernment' are at it again :)) An excellent enigma.. Warmest wishes always. ~Susan

Susan Ashley

March 23, 2018 at 12:58 PM

Let's just say that my intrigued imagination leans towards the sinister... it's just more fun! :) Two women sipping 'black coffee' is a dead giveaway.. :))

Paul Callus

March 23, 2018 at 12:28 PM

Your powers of discernment always prove you right, Susan! I will not press you into divulging all that you have conjured in your mind, but I can at least thank for the delightful comments which you wrote on my page:) ~ Warm regards // paul

Pashang Salehi

March 22, 2018 at 6:22 PM

You should've read their lips... who're they talking about.... I have to know... the suspense is killing me.... Who is departed? I need to know..

Paul Callus

March 23, 2018 at 12:23 PM

Ah...lip-reading...that completely escaped my attention, Pashang!! Agatha Christie would have chastised me:) Regards // paul

Maria Williams

March 21, 2018 at 11:48 PM

Oooh, this sounds a bit ominous, a bit of Hercule Poirot? You take your reader on imaginative journey. His life in their hands. "To be or not to be"....That is the big question!....Maria :)

Paul Callus

March 23, 2018 at 12:20 PM

You are very up-to-date re Agatha Christie works, Maria:) Poirot starred in her play "Black Coffee". ~ Wishing you a lovely weekend // paul

Ilene Bauer

March 21, 2018 at 5:30 PM

i like the mystery in this poem, paul...

Paul Callus

March 23, 2018 at 12:14 PM

Thank you, Ilene.... I'm trying to keep the ending up my sleeve! Regards // paul

Anne-Lise Andresen

March 21, 2018 at 4:07 PM

- Powerful writing, Paul - Love it :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Paul Callus

March 23, 2018 at 12:13 PM

Thank you, Anne-Lise...glad you enjoyed:) Hugs // paul

Freddie Robinson Jr.

March 21, 2018 at 3:26 PM

A very cryptic cool poem, Paul. Was his departure in transit among the living, or from the living to the dead? Thought provoking poetry. Love and smiles always.

Paul Callus

March 23, 2018 at 12:12 PM

Thank you, Freddie. Thus passes the pleasure of double dealing...Sic transit gloria mundi!! Regards, my friend // paul