welcome to our house
fence surrounded by roses
such a lovely day
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
Home Thoughts by Claude McKay
Oh something just now must be happening there! That suddenly and quiveringly here, Amid the city’s noises, I must think Of mangoes leaning o’er the river’s brink, And dexterous Davie climbing high above, The gold fruits ebon-speckled to remove, And toss them quickly in the tangled mass Of wis-wis twisted round the guinea grass; And Cyril coming through the bramble-track A prize bunch of bananas on his back; And Georgie–none could ever dive like him– Throwing his scanty clothes off for a swim; And schoolboys, from Bridge-tunnel going home, Watching the waters downward dash and foam. This is no daytime dream, there’s something in it, Oh something’s happening there this very minute!
Oh love why are you so elusive?
What force of nature made me see you?
Your alabaster face among the crowd
Your eyes shining like diamonds
The way you walk, so elegant
I was going up and you down
On a cable car on top of the Alps
I could have said “Hello”
You could have seen me
You could have answered “Hi”
And that could be a start of us
Of friendship that might last
Instead of dreaming here alone
An alternative of “hello” is “goodbye”
She was just coming out of the shop when she bumped into him.
“Oh hello there!” he greeted her. At first, she didn’t recognize him.
“Oh, hi, how are you?” she remembered who he was.
“I’ve just bought a present for my sister, remember her?”
“Of course, I do. How can I forget her? Is it her birthday?”
“It’s their anniversary, actually… ”
Awkward silence… “anyway, got to dash…”
“OK, bye for now.” And they walked back in different directions.
“How can I forget his sister – she stole my husband,” she mused.