Harry Horsman Poet Free verse

High Heel Blues

‘Eau De Cologne’ breaches his senses as he walks towards the lady,
Her attire befitting of a bygone age; tastefully blending in with-
Her elegance and sophistication. She keels over like a ship in –
A stormy sea, yet within a moment her face straight laced passes him by
Affords him the slightest of smiles, as he touches his cap to salute her.

© Harry J Horsman  2018

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Vickie Hurtt - Thayer July 27, 2018 at 11:27 AM Love This, Imagined The Scene Unfolding, "Affords Him The Slightest Of Smiles." Best...Vickie

Vijay Pandit June 11, 2018 at 6:51 AM Your words paint a picture Harry..I see her passing by..the smile, the touch..the salute...true attributes of a well crafted poem.

Carolyn Devonshire June 10, 2018 at 8:17 PM You create a very interesting scenario between the woman and the man who can't help but notice her, Harry. If men wore hats today, I wonder if they would still tip them when they saw ladies. A delightful poem! Sending winning wishes your way. Hugs, Carolyn

Paul Callus June 9, 2018 at 5:38 PM This excellent and elegant poem takes us back in time when chivalry was the order of the day, Harry. That ending smile could be a promise of a new friendship. Regards // paul

Besma Riabi Dziri June 8, 2018 at 4:52 PM You are an adept at penning a genuine romantic image that appeals to the mind and heart! A wonderful write and a joy to read. The best of luck in the contest Harry. Stay safe.

Demetrios Trifiatis June 8, 2018 at 4:45 PM A very elegant writing depicting manners and nobility of another era! Superb my friend, harry!

Charlie Smith June 8, 2018 at 10:32 AM At least it wasn't toilet water that turned his head, well done Harry, best wishes in the contest...

Maria Williams June 7, 2018 at 2:59 AM Not one of my favorites I must admit, ‘Eau De Cologne, I'm more of an exotic musk/ spice fan, still she gave him a smile. A great poem Harry, a mysterious element to it, could do a follow up to it? Best of luck in the contest....Maria :)

Pandita Sietesantos June 6, 2018 at 11:20 AM The mystery lady walks on by ... awakening curiosity and interest about who she is! Very lovely write that made me want to find out more about this elegant creature! Hugs. Pandita

Andrea Dietrich June 5, 2018 at 6:20 PM what a great little scene you painted with this one, Harry. Best of luck in the contest.Are you still working on gistmill?

Chris Hagy June 5, 2018 at 6:07 PM Excellent vision Harry... I've never been one for high heels myself, but this write is of a woman far finer than I...

Daniel Turner June 4, 2018 at 12:47 PM At least she smiled! Very well written, Harry. Real life in poetry!

Winged Warrior June 4, 2018 at 9:38 AM High heels and all their glory...nicely written Harry...love & light...^WW^

Richard Lamoureux June 4, 2018 at 8:39 AM This is a slice of magic Harry! Bravo my friend.

Arturo Michael June 4, 2018 at 5:20 AM You capture a special moment in time...wonderful...All the best harry

Anne-Lise Andresen June 4, 2018 at 5:10 AM - Some ladies can smell like a factory of "Eau De Cologne" - But I'm sure it was a beautiful lady :) - Lovely written, Harry - Best wishes in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)