The appointed time had arrived,
I stood waiting.
Would I recognise you from the photo,
people passed by.
There you were, walking towards me,
not recognising me.
My photo must either be very bad,
or not representative.

Holding my breath, I walk towards you,
saying your name as I close in.
You look to me, smiling, grateful to see me,
you were not stood up.
We talk hurriedly, where should we go?
A café around the corner.
Our chatter slows down, we scrutinise,
giving each other a once over.

We walk towards the café, talking nothings,
are you as nervous as me?
We enter, find a table and get served our coffees,
we look at each other.
The talking starts, we talk and talk,
like long lost friends.
Our hour passes all to quickly,
I want more.

We leave the café agreeing to contact,
swapping numbers.
Now here I sit, do I call you so soon?
It was only this morning.
I want to talk and talk like we did today,
already I miss you.
I email you, now I await your reply,

©2011 Trevor Litchfield

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  1. I too have met in person people I have been friends with on the internet. I also am familiar with the excited, scared feeling when the moment arrives for my first glimpse of the person.

    You have captured it perfectly, even to the talking non-stop for an hour. This is a wonderfully evocative poem. I love it.

    • It is a scary moment, I know that much Sandra.
      It’s good to know I got that feeling across as that was my aim

  2. Indigo Spider

     /  June 16, 2011

    As Sandra has said, this is a wonderfully evocative poem that captures a first meeting beautifully. It has all the nerves and excitement woven through the lines nicely. It makes a great story in poem form.

    • Thanks Indigo Spider 🙂
      My aim was to try and get all the nervousness and excitement across which it appears I have done. I like writing this type of story poetry but the ideas rarely come forward.

  3. I hope the two inter ~ connectors meet again Trevor , and that the waiting is at an end, it would be lovely to think so . 🙂 x Pen x

    • Well, I got the reply I was waiting for Pen, it seems a new friendship may grow which is excellent in my book 🙂

  4. henriettamaddox

     /  June 17, 2011

    Hi Trevor. This was great. I’m rubbish at poems so I’m not even going to try and say something clever about it. But I really liked how you seemed to end a lot of the lines with what he was thinking in that moment. For me, that gave it the rhythm.

    • Thanks for dropping by and having a read Henrietta (or should I say Vicky 😉 )
      As long as you enjoyed it then I think my message was delivered. It’s not important to be good at poetry, just enjoy the words and images that are built by them

  5. Nervous chat and do I call? / should I call? / what if I call and?… complicated times but funny to look back on! 🙂 Great poem Trevor.

    • Thanks Tom, complicated times indeed but all part of my life at the moment 🙂

  6. Nice way of putting a simple moment of anxiety and feeling. Good one Trevor 🙂

    • Thanks for reading and especially commenting Neha, I’m pleased you enjoyed the read.

  7. Raven

     /  June 20, 2011

    Well said my friend…that first meeting, the nervousness, the look and the conversation sweet sweet. Nice to know a man waits for the right time to call as do we wait for a call. I will the phone to ring with my mental powers…it is a telemarketer! LOL It happens.

    • It never did ring Raven, I did get a text message though:) Onwards and upwards, I’m told this gets easier, I think they’re telling me fibs!
      Warm and feathery my friend.

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