A Day I Walked A Poem  

yesmamallthetime 51F  
1820 posts
9/14/2018 3:49 pm
A Day I Walked A Poem


I wish I had a picture
Of what I looked like
That long ago day
But instead I will
Have to go from memory.

I wore pastel colors
How softly glowing
It made me
My tan adding
To my vibrancy.

My hair a little big
In the front
As was the eighties style
I am sure it made
My face look
Bigger as well.

My eyes greenish blue
Dare I say they popped
With my tan
And the pastel blue hues
Of my sweater blouse
From Bennetton?

I was walking from
My apartment on 41st
And Walnut
To Center City Philadelphia.
Over the Schuylkill River.
It was a sunny
Late Spring day.
I had such pleasant thoughts.
Some of the man
I would be meeting
As well as some
Of another
With whom I had
Become infatuated.

I was to meet my friend
Whom I affectionately
Called Larry the lawyer.
I truly wish I had
More of an attraction to him.
Instead I was stand offish.
I couldn't help it.
I was true to my feelings
True to myself.

This was something
Larry appreciated.
Although it was
At times frustrating
As he wanted more
Than just kisses
And making out.
You see I was a virgin then
Saving myself for love.

Larry met me at some
Open air market
I don't remember the name
It was pretty famous
It probably still exists
I might have to Google it.

What we had for lunch
Escapes my mind too
But in those days I was
Eating healthy
Mostly chicken,fish
And salad
So it was probably
Some such combination.
Lunch always seemed
To taste better
When someone else was paying
As was the case today
With Larry the lawyer
He might have even
Wrote it off as an expense.
I think his Law Firm
Had some kind
Of lunch allowance.

Although Larry showed me
Wonderful attention
I was not the only woman
He was seeing.
He had become acquainted
With a foreign lady
Who was a nanny
Or Au pair as was
The name more fashionable.

She possessed something
That I did not
A willingness to have sex.
Larry was too much
Of a gentleman
To come right out
And say it.
But it was implied.
So where did that leave us?
Still good friends?
Yes, that was our destination.
I could only wish
Him and Florence the best.

Our communication
Became less and less
He helped me with
A tenant landlord matter
The following Autumn.
I wanted to live
On campus for a change.
Off campus charm
Had wanted.

I learned a year or so later
That Larry had married
His foreign Florence.
Something about keeping
Her in the country.

I lost touch with Larry
In the ensuing years
I do wish him the best
As much as I can.
I am not sure
Marriage to Florence lasted
But it always made me smile
Thinking of the rhyming
Of their two names
Lawrence and Florence.
It sounds like something
Out of a historical novel
Of romance.

I remember me
That day of pastels
How I thought I looked
The best I ever had.
How men stared
How people smiled
Both men and women
As I smiled at them.

I wish I had a picture
But memory will
Have to suffice
How I was so self assured
That I could walk
The daylit streets
From West to East
And back
And now that I think back
How innocent
How naive
But I was me
With a sense of self
That was not low
On esteem.

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


yesmamallthetime 51F  
9201 posts
9/14/2018 3:56 pm

The name Florence brought this up...I do hope for the safety of all those affected by the hurricane named Florence.

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


J_F_One 35M

9/14/2018 8:20 pm

hmm


yesmamallthetime 51F  
9201 posts
9/14/2018 10:12 pm

Thank you for reading and commenting. ☺️. Not sure what you mean though..

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


rm_1littlehose 56M
33 posts
9/15/2018 7:50 am

I can read your poems and yet reflect back to my younger days. Thanks for the memory reflections!


yesmamallthetime 51F  
9201 posts
9/15/2018 9:56 am

    Quoting rm_1littlehose:
    I can read your poems and yet reflect back to my younger days. Thanks for the memory reflections!
Thank you for reading and commenting. I'm glad you can relate and reflect on your own life. ☺️

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


rick315875 60M  
5011 posts
9/15/2018 10:13 am

I know those very streets as a sightseer visiting my brother who was attending medical school


citizen4722 60M  
57908 posts
9/15/2018 12:05 pm

I've no doubt you looked a picture,
That day you walked out in pastels.
A fine sight for sore eyes to be sure.
Yes, even churches would ring bells.


yesmamallthetime 51F  
9201 posts
9/15/2018 12:09 pm

    Quoting rick315875:
    I know those very streets as a sightseer visiting my brother who was attending medical school
That's cool. ☺️

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


yesmamallthetime 51F  
9201 posts
9/15/2018 3:11 pm

    Quoting citizen4722:
    I've no doubt you looked a picture,
    That day you walked out in pastels.
    A fine sight for sore eyes to be sure.
    Yes, even churches would ring bells.
Thank you so much for your rhyming comment my friend. ☺️. You are very flattering to me.

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


sexyprof2b 47M  
11126 posts
9/21/2018 6:09 am

I love this one, so many emotions that it awakens in me. The description of your confidence in your colorful attire so perfectly captures a moment in time.
Cheers,
Prof


yesmamallthetime 51F  
9201 posts
9/21/2018 8:24 am

    Quoting sexyprof2b:
    I love this one, so many emotions that it awakens in me. The description of your confidence in your colorful attire so perfectly captures a moment in time.
    Cheers,
    Prof
Thank you for reading and commenting. I know it may be silly of me to revere my college days so much. But I think it was the last time I possessed a healthy amount of self esteem. Life has done a number on it...in quite the negative way. Shortly after that day that I depicted my best friend was hit by a car crossing the street. She became paralyzed from the neck down. The day before my 21st birthday. I found out in the most bizarre way. Fate if it can be called that has impeccable timing. Ha!

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


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