Love Collision

Walking along the pavement
Tapping on my phone
And I glance up
And see,
In the far distance
Someone on a collision course.

So, mindful of covid,
I move to the other side of the pavement.

Walking along the pavement
Tapping on my phone
And I glance up
And see,
In the near distance
That same person on a collision course.

So, considerately,
I move onto the road.

Walking along the road
Tapping on my phone
And I glance up And see,
At a close distance
The very same person on a collision course.

So I’m just about to move
To the other side of the road
When I realise
It’s you!

Walking along the pavement
Tapping on my phone
And I glance up
And see you
By my side.
We have collided.

I smile,
You grin
And I put away my phone.

12 thoughts on “Love Collision

    • Most of this really happened. I was just walking down the road and this woman kept moving towards me. Only the ending is made up. I could have got annoyed but instead I thought ‘perhaps she’s flirting with me.’ The ending kinda reflects that. It’s like a this-is-how-we-met thing. Not exactly Rumi, but it’ll do. 🙂
      Does your poetry ever have a similar process, Gabriela?

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      • It is this-is-how-we-met thing and it is definitely beautiful.
        “Does your poetry ever have a similar process, Gabriela?” Robert, I am trying to learn how to answer this question. It’s had for me to talk about the “creation” process. Most of the time I am unaware how things come to me. However, these days we are called to answers questions like this one. I’d better learn.

        I feel and I understand “this-is-how-we-met thing.” It speaks to me. Again, very beautiful poem.

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