PROMPT #303 – NOW, THAT’S AWKWARD!

This is simple.

Complete this simile,

“AS AWKWARD AS ______________”

Write that poem.

MARIE’S POEM:

As Awkward as Two in an Elevator

He says hi there;
she says hello.
“Which floor?” he asks.
She doesn’t know.
His finger waits,
then starts to tap.
Her face turns red.
She thinks, “Oh crap.
Why can’t I think?
Just pick a floor!”
Her brain congeals.
He taps some more.
“Just. Pick. A. Floor.”
That thought now slips
from clotted brain
through tense, pursed lips.
With sideways glance
and impish smirk,
he presses 12.
(Joker?  Or Jerk?)
Long, silent ride
can’t end too soon.
It seems to take
all afternoon.
She ruminates
entire ride,
should parting words
be kind?  Or snide?
She isn’t sure
how this should end –

Just like my awkward
poem, my friend.

© Marie Elena Good, 2020

WALT’S POEM:

AS AWKWARD AS THAT FIRST HELLO, by Walter J Wojtanik

That first sight said it all,
more that you were able to muster.
You’d stammer and bluster hoping
the words you chose would close the deal.
You steal another glance
and a chance to say hello. But you don’t know.
Will she answer in kind
or mind her own space?
Would she grace with a smile
or have disdain on her face.
She’s probably not interested,
she probably can’t see you.
Her wonder is her disguise,
there’s a glimmer in her eyes.
You swallow your gum, you stand there mum,
some thoughts come to your mind
but you find your mouth is is full
of mumbles and verbal stumbles.
She takes the lead and you beg and plea
that you don’t say something stupid.
You’re bolstered by Cupid’s dart
(even though it missed your heart
and caught you in the throat)
She smiles and offers her greeting. You think of retreating.
You’re sad and shy, but look her in the eye
and say “Hello”. A slow process
in any book. “He’s not as dumb as he looks!”