Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

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It Crossed My Mind

It was nice to come in from the cold
I ordered my espresso
Sat in the corner by myself
Wanted to read and relax

A man then came and sat
At the table next to me
Uncomfortably close I thought

He took off some layers
Unpacked a bag
It crossed my mind
He may be homeless

He had that look about him
It’s not like I was about to ask
Or engage in conversation
I had not slept all night
Definitely not in any mood
To stir the morning air

It crossed my mind 
That I could not imagine
With the oncoming of winter
Being without my home or family

I was no longer in the mood to
Leisurely hang around
I reached to put my coat on
And couldn’t help but notice
The big hole in his left boot

I gasped inside my head
As I nodded and 
Gave him a warm smile
Too stunned to do or say anything

I think about him now and then
And how that hole is now
Imprinted in my heart



Read on air by invitation  ~  July 7, 2021  'WORDS & MUSIC'

AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2021

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M. L. Kiser November 27, 2018 at 7:09 PM The least one can do; warm his heart with a warm smile. It's hard to know what to do, on the spur of the moment. Well penned. Line Gauthier November 27, 2018 at 9:10 PM Indeed, the least... Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, ML.

Greg Gaul November 27, 2018 at 1:06 PM Reaching out is truly a tricky thing in today's society. No doubt. But not thinking about it is unforgivable. Well penned - this intimate, little, unspoken interchange. We all have them. Thanks. Line Gauthier November 27, 2018 at 9:10 PM Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Greg. Much appreciated.

Timothy Mcguire November 26, 2018 at 7:34 PM Understandable in this crazy world. But you still left the fellow with a loving smile. Line Gauthier November 26, 2018 at 11:11 PM I'm starting to learn that sometimes that is one of the very best way to "help". Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment.

Sylvia Coulstock November 26, 2018 at 10:51 AM Very true to life Line,something all to common today,sadly.I love the way you wrote this with touches of humanity and a reflection of your own soul. Line Gauthier November 26, 2018 at 2:46 PM Thanks fro your lovely visit and comment, Sylvia.

Chris Green November 26, 2018 at 8:42 AM I could picture this as I read it today. The plight of the homeless is often a sad one but at times it is a choice they have made and some just may be happier than we are. Nicely done. Line Gauthier November 26, 2018 at 2:47 PM Opting out of society... for so many possible reasons. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Chris.

Carole Duet November 25, 2018 at 8:48 PM I like this one a lot, Line, and a warm smile means more to someone than money sometimes. Great little poem! Line Gauthier November 25, 2018 at 9:25 PM So true. I much appreciate your visit and comment, Carole. Thanks.

Michelle Faulkner November 25, 2018 at 5:52 PM This sounds like it may have come out of a real experience - when you think of those who are homeless, it makes you appreciate what you have all the more- Line Gauthier November 25, 2018 at 6:05 PM For sure, Michelle. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment.

Ilene Bauer November 25, 2018 at 4:56 PM it's sad to think of all the people who do not have their basic needs fulfilled (not to mention the emotional ones), especially at this time of year. you've described this feeling very well, line... Line Gauthier November 25, 2018 at 6:05 PM Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Ilene.