Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead scribbling on the sky the message "He Is Dead". Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotten gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, my working week and my Sunday rest, my noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever; I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, pack up the moon and dismantle the sun. Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; for nothing now can ever come to any good. -Funeral Blues, A poem by W.H. Auden

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

The Day My Life Changed...

On the day my life changed forever I was almost to preoccupied to see what was right under my nose. Let's rewind time and go back to the exact day I met the one, the love of my life. My first and only true love. I was standing in a poorly staffed coffee shop, waiting for my London Fog drink to be made when suddenly, the door opened and he emerged. Wind blew his perfect hair astray and I thought, for the love of all things holy, I have never seen a person with such grace, such radiance. I knew he would be mine. I would do whatever it takes, for all is fair in love and war. After giving his order, he walked over and stood next to me, I thought I would faint at the sight of him. For his face was more then a face only a mother could love. He looked somewhere between a Greek god and Sidney Crosby. As he turned to me and smiled, my knees went weak and my vision blurry, for I knew I was in love. I had to speak to him, I had to hear his musical voice. But how? How could a plain Jane like myself ever contemplate addressing a man of his stature? So I did what any sane, rational human in dire need of affection would do... I knocked over his coffee.

"Oh, excuse me," I giggled and exclaimed, "I did not see you standing there." Time slowed to a near halt and pedestrians moved in slow motion as I awaited his response.
"It's alright. How do plan to make it up to me?" His voice was like music to my ears and I knew right then and there that our love would be everlasting; it would be a love of a lifetime.
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  1. Erika's BlogApril 12, 2010 at 6:38 PM

    FYI- I tried to indent where the characters speak, but it will not show up after I post it. Just to let you know, I do know I am suppose to do that.

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