The next time
The next time you’re late
The next time you’re late
I hope it’s for a great reason,
something spectacular
nothing trivial, or mundane
but a cataclysmic intervention
that entirely distracted you
because it was so wonderful
it swept every commitment,
appointment, chore, plan,
timetable away in a tsunami
of delightful experience
and left you just enough breath
to explain eventually with a red face
not from embarrassment but
excitement that THIS could have
happened at all and I will be
so entranced by your story
I won’t mind one bit and I won’t
I won’t mind one bit and I won’t
need to be gracious and forgiving
the way you need to be now
because I don’t have a
whirlwind reason or
breath taking
excuse
just a brain
that loses track
so often
I spend most days
off the rails.
— Michele Brenton
Oh, I love the twist in the end!
ReplyDeleteActually was loving it all already; the surprise was a delicious bonus.
DeleteOh! So glad it tickled your funny bone xx
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem Michele...especially as you go off the rails at the end, one of my particular specialities...
ReplyDeleteSo "You should have seen the traffic!" wouldn't cut it? Loved this even without the end. 5 smiles out of 5
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