Subtle – VJs Weekly Challenge 54
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Days passed
as sly glances became overt
with no response,
though no overture was proffered
she dallied by the lift
and waited by the copier,
he was oblivious
until that one day
she lingered in the cafe,
sat next to him, and
hit him with an invitation
written on her face.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Man is a self-conscious nothing. ~Julius Bahnsen
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
Welcome to poetry and poetic imagery
📍enthusiasm runs the world
Without The Good Book, Life's Road is Hell
october 3, 4, and 5th
the magic begins the moment you start being yourself
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Love the last line!
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Glad you liked that Punam
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I really enjoyed it!🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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My pleasure. 🙂
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; ))
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🙂
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Thank you Dawn 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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Wonderful poem and the picture is also.
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Some people are so slow 🙂
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Yes. I would be one of those people. That’s why I write. lol
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Lol, in actual fact writing is a great therapy that enables listening.
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good
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Oh, the office crush. Who hasn’t had one of those? Everyone else can see it except the intended. Nice one, Paul.
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Yes, I observed a number of those in my youth. Thank you VJ
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Have you heard the saying, “I chased him until he caught me.”
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I have indeed, such a great line 🙂
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Nicely done! ❤
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Thank you Penny, much appreciated.
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“…with an invitation written on her face.” So sweet. 🙂
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Thank you Amy 🙂
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Awe.
🙂
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🙂
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Oh, the last line is the perfect finale!
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well I’m so glad to hear that, thank you Eugenia, really appreciate your comment.
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😉
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xome blokes can be a tad slow … nice one 🙂
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I hung out with a couple who were so slow they needed jumper leads. Though to be fair I’ve met a couple of women like that too. 🙂
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Great post, Paul!! Men aren’t usually adept at non-verbal communication unless it stares them in the face! LOL!
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Lol, no, a little slow. Thank you 🙂
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My pleasure! I sometimes have to wonder who really catches who? Ha!
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Lol, yes, depends on from where you’re standing 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Advice for slow men, lol
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Another beautiful poem
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Thank you so much for that.
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Thank you VJ
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