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The Rendezvous

What plot is this, what dark and muffled muttering, so sinister and secret in the morning fog ? What evil beings are these black cloaks covering, so earnest and impassioned seems their dialogue ? How cruel and misjudging to suspect them thus. Huddled against the chill, they’re waiting for their bus !

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Terry Ireland

Date: 3/28/2023 5:55:00 AM

Takes me back to cold winter mornings, late busse, and the curse of work. Love it

Peter Rees
Date: 3/28/2023 7:29:00 AM

Oh yes Terry, me too, but thankfully long long ago ! Thanks for your comment.

Di11y Da11y

Date: 3/28/2023 5:54:00 AM

Ahh Peter, you are in my faves so I always spot your poems quickly. I really like this one, before I corrected my vision I was forever seeing 'gangs' that ended up being old ladies chatting etc. I really like the Shakespearen quality that quickly twists into normality :)

Peter Rees
Date: 3/28/2023 7:26:00 AM

Thanks DD for this lovely comment. Best wishes, as ever, Peter.