A Chance Encounter He met her at a friend's birthday party. She was not invited but sat in a corner, pretending to read. He would call it serendipity and claimed it was love at first sight. He couldn't take his eyes off her. His determined course of action - to know the mysterious girl reading alone in a corner. So he called the hostess of the party. She, in turn, set him up on dates with her friends. Being a nice guy, he obliged despite the fact they were not the girl he longed after. Then one phone call, he became emboldened; "Don't you have a sister?" "Oh, yeah! Roni, someone wants to talk to you." The sister looked up confused as she was handed the phone; "Hello?" "Hi, would you like to go out?" Since she had never actually been on a date, the mysterious girl answered, yes. Once the details were worked out, the girl was curious - who would be interested in dating her? She asked her sister. "He is one of my boyfriend's neighbors. He saw you at the birthday party." She could not recall what the boy looked like, so before their date her sister drove her over to the boy's house. His mother informed them he was at track practice. Her sister knew where the track was, and they drove over to get a glimpse of the strange boy who asked a crippled girl out on a date.
NaPoWriMo Prompt – And last but not least, our optional prompt! I got this one from a workshop I did last year with Beatrix Gates, and I’ve found it really helpful. The prompt is based on Robert Hass’s remarkable prose poem, “A Story About the Body.” The idea is to write your own prose poem that, whatever title you choose to give it, is a story about the body. The poem should contain an encounter between two people, some spoken language, and at least one crisp visual image.
Good morning readers and welcome to the first day of NaPoWriMo 2022. Where I write about my crazy husband. Once upon a time, when we were both still in high school, the boy saw me and decided he was going to ask me to his senior prom. First he had to figure out how to officially meet me. I know my long time readers know I’ve written poems about my sister and me watching Shawn at his track practice. This poem has taken up enough of my time this morning. I need to clean my house to get ready for our company this weekend. Thank you for reading my attempt at day one’s prompt.