Poems on the topic: meeting

Poems on the topic “meeting” on Poets.by.

RomanticDave Bonta

Rendezvous

Meet me in thin arms, say it is only to sell me a trick or a ring in the nose. I know how true rain would be.
RomanticRobert Frost

Meeting and Passing

As I went down the hill along the wall There was a gate I had leaned at for the view And had just turned from when I first saw you As you came up the hill. We met. But all We did that day was mingle great and small Footprints in summer dust as if we drew The figure of our being less than two But more than one as yet. Your parasol Pointed the decimal off with one deep thrust. And all the time we talked you seemed to see Something down there to smile at in the dust (Oh, it was without prejudice to me!) Afterward I went past what you had passed Before we met and you what I had passed.
RomanticRisa Bear

Fifty

I said, believing it, as we stood beneath lilacs: "Now that I have met you, I must live forever."

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