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Beckoning

Wander the streets of a place unfamiliar Looking for somewhere to eat. Deal with exhaustion, the heat and the crowds Which make disorientation complete. Suddenly someone's materialized, Like a genie right out of Aladdin, Inviting you in...the best seat in the house! And your out-of-sorts mood starts to gladden. He asks where you're from and you tell him New York; He knows that he's reeled in a live one. You start to talk films and his heroes are such That you realize this guy is a jive one. Yet he's charming and sweet and adept at his craft As you notice him casting his net; And the restaurant surely must be well aware That the crowd's left them so in his debt. It's really a skill to be friendly and warm And quite cunning and slick all the same; But our dinner was lovely and so, after all, He deserves only credit, not blame.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/21/2012 5:25:00 PM
You're one smart cookie, Ilene! Enjoyed the read. Love and Blessings, Rhonda
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Date: 6/20/2012 5:54:00 PM
A great title, and your longer lines and flow are very effective. Again, you tell a story... always fascinating, always perfection! :))
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Date: 6/20/2012 3:01:00 PM
HAHA that's right <3
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Date: 6/20/2012 2:52:00 PM
Lovely written poem Ilene, like always. - oxox love Anne-Lise
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Date: 6/20/2012 2:49:00 PM
Sounds like the beckoning of a reckoning, well to me at least...peace and blessings.
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