Daver Austin Poet Narrative

Point of No Return

POINT OF NO RETURN

She didn’t say no                   exactly
But    I couldn’t catch her eye
She surveyed the ground
Danced                  swayed
Looked ALL around
Looked FAR off – clear through the red brick of
                               Old Main Science Hall
Wrinkles of invention shown
                                and
                                        a certain element of surprise
Her “High!” had been distantly friendly          BUT!
         With a definite hint of a hasty
“Goodbye!”

Now?
Now I was sorry I asked
Just a moment of daring
She was SO popular
And I?
The school nerd

Now?
Oh, NOW to be invisible     instead of mentally prostrate
     before the Queen of Sheba 
……………………………………………………………        

This isn’t a true story. I never had that much courage.

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James Peranteau January 3, 2011 at 4:32 PM I was the lil' Christian boy in school(nerd in those days)(daze), they all said hi, but definately meant; bye ! Great write Sir ! And, "Brave little soul", that's my lil' 7 yr. ol' little Noah, who loves tah smooch his pops (me), the old man! *smiles*Much love love dear poet...love your writes ! james

December 28, 2010 at 5:39 PM The format works well to convey the story in this poem. Creative! Happy New Year! Karen

Sara Kendrick December 23, 2010 at 6:00 PM Good one.. Enjoyed the story type poem..So many could relate to the feeling that it implied..I am glad that I stopped by and read this one this eve..Your stopping by and commenting on my work was just what I needed to end this stressful day..Sara

Carolyn Devonshire December 19, 2010 at 7:45 AM Thanks for your message, Daver. I've read the book several times myself and am always moved to tears by the "monster's" desire to be loved. Hollywood should make the movie from this perspective; it would touch people of all ages, not just kids looking for a good scare. Love, Carolyn

Carolyn Devonshire December 18, 2010 at 3:41 PM The Frankenstein "monster" was misunderstood. When you read Mary Shelley's novel, you sympathize more with him than you do with Dr. Frankenstein, Daver. Most people have only seen the Hollywood portrayals and don't realize this. Thanks for your comments. Love, Carolyn

Joyce Johnson December 18, 2010 at 12:56 PM Glad it didn't happen to you but it does to a lot of shy people and some of them turn out to be the winners. It all works out in the end. Thanks for commenting on my featured poem and glad to find you here. Will read more. Love, Joyce

Carolyn Devonshire December 18, 2010 at 11:21 AM You gave me a good laugh, Daver. I can see you trying to get the "Queen's" attention. Very funny last verse! Love, Carolyn