Hey Babe

18 February 2010

Hey Babe

She looks away

He looks after, yearning

Wait a minute

She walks farther

He runs after, learning

Can’t we talk

He grabs her hand

She pauses now, turning

I love you

She starts to speak

He freezes inside, churning

But you don’t

She listens easily

He is crying, burning

Do you

She touches his cheek

She turns again, spurning


One last gesture

He leaves her, discerning


I wrote the first lines and then that stuck in my mind. The ending of the last sentace with the lead-to from the first two. Hope you like.


One Response to “Hey Babe”

  1. Somehow this poem is very rhythematic. It reminds me of the saying “Marching to the beat of your own drum”. It’s very different but at the same time very familiar. I really love it, WRITE ON!

    ~ Heather Paye

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