Ann Foster Poet Narrative

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I Came By

I Came By…
(to see you)

You don’t see me. 
I see you, every day. 
I am afraid to say hello. 
You may say good-bye. 

I just want to ask, 
if you like dinner, 
have you eaten?
Do you eat? 
Of course, you have…
or will... 
or might…
I believe I will bite my lip, 
until it bleeds. 

I wanted to know, 
what color is your favorite?
Do you like your coffee black?
If there is cracker jacks in-the-box, 
do we, 
should we,
 fight over the peanuts, 
and split the prize, 
or…

I have no courage. 
I am lost, 
the map…
blew out the cab window. 
The ship sailed, 
and left the baggage, 
on the peer. 
I am craving
chocolate…

It is my solution…
to the mathematical problem
of fear?

If it only added up!

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Christopher Haywood May 30, 2026 at 5:10 PM Hello Ann, I love this poem. I just wrote one called "Double Doors" and it's incredibly like yours. I wondered if anyone else felt that way some time in their life. Evidently so. I love how you worded this poem. You made a valid point. Thank you for posting this expression. - Chris

Shirley Hawkins January 16, 2020 at 2:04 AM I loved this poem missed opportunities for fear of rejection wondering if your life would or could have been different if all your questions that you pondered on may have been answered if fear was not such an enemy Then eat Chocolat for consolation Been there done that Thank you Ann For a great poem ...Shirley

Darlene De Beaulieu January 14, 2020 at 5:51 PM Hello Ann Foster,yes fear can be strong to hold us back from doing what we should. have a nice evening my friend.

Indiana Shaw January 13, 2020 at 5:27 PM You're a very innovative writer Ann, I just the love the way you never take the straight road . . . : )

Phyllis Babcock January 11, 2020 at 2:04 PM Yes fear can stop us from asking the questions we most want to ask. I know this is me for sure. Nicely written. love phyl

Caren Krutsinger January 11, 2020 at 2:09 AM This captured me and captivated me Ann.

Susan Woodrow January 9, 2020 at 12:52 PM wow..like how this read moves and that ending lol if only! enjoyed :)) Ann Foster January 9, 2020 at 1:12 PM Ty friend, for stopping by... Wish there was pie... Hugs and fun for the day. God Bless your decade. Ann