A true love story


Waiting for Jock
in Leclerc car park
the other day,
an old lady
caught my eye
on the escalator
in front of me.
Tight white permed curls,
apron, anorak
and sensible shoes
she turned her head,
pursed her lips
and landed a kiss
on the cheek
of the bald old man
pushing the trolley
beside her.
It brought a smile
to see their love
so unashamed
in such a mundane
setting – real romance.

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10 Responses to A true love story

  1. That was the future Hub and I, time travelling to France 😉

    Lovely poem; joyful.


  2. That’s how it should be!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. colonialist says:

    I like the subject and how you have handled it both enormously.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Beautiful imagery painted on an everyday canvas, and I love the contrast of a daring public kiss by a woman in sensible shoes.


  5. Misky says:

    That made me smile. How lovely. >


  6. Always does the heart good to see that. Thanks for sharing a lovely moment.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. katechiconi says:

    Awwww… That’s where I hope we’ll be in 20 years. A lovely image.


  8. M. L. Kappa says:

    What a lovely image you painted!

    Liked by 1 person

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