Stranger to my eye..


I knew him in a glance
and yet I was afraid
there is much to contemplate here
not the place for leaping
and yet I feel the longing
to do just that.

He with that gentle manner
and unknowing glint
of something familiar
yet never seen by my eye
before.

“There is not a word yet”
the muppets say
“for old friends
who’ve just met”

and I suddenly understand
just what that line means.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

2 thoughts on “Stranger to my eye..

  1. All wonderful poems as usual. All with your distinctive style and gentle but very clear and controlled voice, all different ideas beautifully expressed, thanks for the lovely time I spent here again, it is always a rewarding and relaxing and wonderful place to be,

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