The following piece is a collaboration between myself and the truly incredible PoetGirlEm. The Stanza coloured in BLUE were written the ever nonsensically rambling Cameron D Hamilton (more commonly referred to as “me”) and the stanzas in PURPLE were composed by PoetGirlEm (or “Em” to her friends…yes that’s right I have friends!!)
The audio recording attached to this piece contains readings from both authors of the piece and edited together to form a true audio duet.
I hate these romantic flutters, beating frantic in my chest
Tonight those nervous rhythms, can’t seem to give it a rest
Why did I ever agree to take no phone number for this date?
The plan was to meet half an hour ago, I hope she’s just running late
An hour primping hair and ten different outfits, is my make-up okay?
I’m perspiring with nerves, thinking of him waiting for me to arrive
Running out, I fumble for keys, I forget my purse, finally leave
The drive is a blur, traffic buzzing past, I pass limit of speed…
Would I like to order? No I’ll wait, just another, ‘second’ drink
I’ve never checked my watch so much, my heart begins to sink
Anxious feet dance under the table, trembling fingers are tapping
Is it the wrong place, time or day; lamenting all the blind planning
Rushing in the door, sweaty panting…where is he, did I miss him?
The host welcomes with a sympathetic smile, offers to seat me alone
Sure, I say…why not, I’ll wait, a bit relieved I wasn’t the last one here
Sitting myself down, I grab the menu, take a breath, scan the specials
I can’t bring myself to order any food; instead I nervously drink too much
After waiting this long and drowning my nerves I hope she doesn’t judge
Alcoholically infused musings that she showed up and didn’t find me attractive
The longer I wait here, the more that I drink, my mind spirals hyperactive
Tick tock, says Time, I stare at clocks mocking me, the wall they line
At least my appetizer was decent, stayed too long but thought he’d come
Now bereft of hope, I hastily pay and depart this place of rejected love
Toss tip on the table while head hangs heavy, I take my somber leave
Dejected, I check my phone for transport delays, nothing, I wonder if she’s okay
Has she got cold feet and actually stood me up, how unromantically cliché
I can feel the diners sympathetically stare and the wait staffs judging glares
Frustrated, I pay my bill and leave, put an end to this embarrassing affair
Sad stroll down the winding street, gazing down to plodding feet
Pondering now my time alone, and my heart’s certain defeat,
I spy a door to a quaint coffee shop, and decide to make a stop
Just as I reach for door’s handle, a tap I feel on shoulders’ top
Wandering aimlessly, head hung low, stung before I even had a chance
Why is it so hard to find someone to love and indulge in some innocent romance
Passing my favourite coffee shop, an enchanting creature at the door catches my attention
Tapping her gently on the shoulder, I discover we share the same jilted expression
Let me get that – he says, opening the door with gentlemanly courtesy
His other hand to my back guides me in, an electric zing – certainly
The only table available…seats two, I sit down and offer him the other chair
We lock eyes with a knowing known only by broken hearts’ affairs
Her eyes mirror mine, full of tearful regrets, but now dry regaining their sparkle
Swapping tragic tales, finding rescue from our nights, ever so romantically harmful
Have we been rewarded for our disappointing dates, is this woman my illusive soul mate
Without nerves or panic I ask to see her again, on her answer I confidently wait
Lightning struck, he asks that question preordained by the universe
This chance encounter anything but chance, out escapes a Please!
Undeniable instinctual attraction, this time I open the door for him
I know an excellent restaurant down the street, I say –
So follow me, my Meant-To-Be
Cameron D Hamilton & Emily Clapper 14/08/2016
The idea for the preceding piece was conceived by myself and Em graciously ran with it and turned it into something truly remarkable. Its an interesting tale highlighting the dual perspectives of characters looking to simply connect with another. A simple collaborative concept that has been brought to life by an extraordinary poet in Em
This has truly been a wonderful experience to collaborate on a piece with an artist FAR more talented than myself. It’s been an absolute pleasure to test my abilities and learn from someone i consider one of the most astounding voices if found in my short time blogging on WordPress. If you don’t already follow PoetGirlEm then you really should. She runs the poetic gambit with adorably inspiring pieces, poems that’ll break your heart and a personal love of the greater beyond of the stars that will enchant the dreamer in you.
If you enjoyed this piece, go give it a like on Em’s blog Meant-To-Be ~ A Duet and share the love!
I hope all you lovely readers enjoyed this piece and my first poetic collaboration. If any of you lovely readers would like to join forces with a romantic madman in a collaboration, then feel free to contact me via email: firstname.lastname@example.org