Marilene Evans Poet Curtal Sonnet

A Man With No Name

A Man With No Name

           Met a winsome man fifteen years ago
            during the Cherry Blossoms Festival
            in Washington DC, in reserved room
      to wind down, where Diamond members go.
              He looked at me upon my arrival.
                           Well groomed. 

           We talked for hours until closing time
 without exchanging our names.  Leaving the room,
       he asked to meet the next night, our final
      stay. I said, yes; but did not have the time.
                            Was doomed. 


10/24/20    The Speaker Contest     Sara Kendrick


NOTE:  Our server told me the next morning, he waited for me until closing time.  But, he did not leave the server his name.  He checked out that morning before I checked out.

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Sara Kendrick November 21, 2020 at 2:23 AM Thanks for participating in my contest. I appreciate you taking the time and writing this nice event from your life. Sara Marilene Evans November 21, 2020 at 10:23 AM Thanks so much, Sara! Yes, it was a lost opportunity (LOL). Some things are never meant to be.... Have a great week-end.