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Sweetheart in a Glance

Kenneth is a rural citizen of Hamilton, Ala., and has begun to observe life and certain things and people helping him to write about them.

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Glimpsing a Gorgeous Blonde

There are many days measured with breaths given by the Creator, and His measure is perfect. I thought, up until May 5th, that I was a pretty bright guy. Never failed any grades. Made A's and B's throughout my high school and college terms. During life's stress-filled events, I was never one to think randomly and could see what is really what. I can truly say that I was not an ignorant sort.

In spite of my seasoned self-control, one glimpse of that gorgeous blonde almost took the life out of me. No, she never knew it, but I tell you she was everything that a beautiful girl had--looks, charm, personality, and a care for those around her. I guess it was that caring trait that caused me to fall helplessly in love with her right then, right now. But how could I convey my feelings to this angel from God with a dry throat and no collective thought regiment? Making a connection was going to be tough, and I do mean tough.

Have you ever been the victim of a leaf floating on a raging river? If you have, then you will appreciate this analogy of how I felt when the gorgeous blond girl came into my glimpse. She was walking a sizeable distance from me, but my eyes captured every move that she made. I even savored the moments when the wind softly blew through her beautiful hair. Yes, I am helplessly lost, but I did not say this girl was the epitome of Mother Nature. Yet, she was.

Calculating a Socially Acceptable Introduction

I had to come up with a sure tactic on how to approach this God-sent woman and then stir up enough courage to ask her to dinner. Like many other guys when meeting "the one," I feared my tongue and words would wind together in a series of silly and embarrassing phrases from my lips. I had to get a hold on myself and think of a plan.

By doing some careful research, I leaned that this angel sometimes ate at a restaurant across town. Oh, how glad I felt when I realized that I would not have to spend a bus load of money to buy her dinner! At any other time in my life, I would not have considered this bit of luck the miracle it truly was.

Judging by this lady's stance and demeanor, I knew she had the means to melt me down into the floor. I have had the character flaw of not being able to communicate with those like her because pure beauty stands alone, unable to be hampered. One negative word from her would surely end my life from a broken heart. This was serious.

When Spoken Words Fail, Try Poetry

I gave myself a pardon to abandon the spoken word in order to release my feelings with an arsenal of written poetic phrases. The following is my secret poetic plea:

Sweetheart in a Glance

An eyelash batting; a twinkle of endless stars
Pass cautiously, calculating and sure.
A moment of peace, a joy, a rage of war.
I cannot live, for I am far from pure.
Measured steps in two lives crept
Going swiftly as past time makes.
In dark heights as to perilous depth.
Sweetheart in a glance . . .
Sweetheart in a glance . . .
My shell of a life fading fast now aches.

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Clear Your Feelings

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© 2020 Kenneth Avery

Comments

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on November 14, 2020:

Kenneth,

I hope he tries...often times my words do not do my thoughts justice.

I have used poetry when my words seem to miscommunicate my thoughts.

This is a very good poem. I am certain this happens to people and theur hearts start racing.

Thanks for sharing.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on November 14, 2020:

I agree with Ann Carr. Your words were very poignant. Is that sweetheart your wife? I would like to think so.

Ann Carr from SW England on November 14, 2020:

Poignant, Kenneth. Glad I read this before the comments disappear!

Ann