The Leap

His tears, like their last kiss, left her cold,
Brushing against the woman in the store
Had settled it for her
Taking a deep breath,
She opened the door to the gay bar.


Since I know nothing of being a woman, gayness, or poetry, a veritable Trifecta of ignorance, I decided to insert cliche here “step out of my comfort zone”.

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8 Responses to The Leap

  1. It’s good to get out of one’s comfort zone. Good for you. I like how she let her two plus two come together.

    • Thanks for reading, Re. I’m very glad you liked it. It’s fun but challenging sometimes to get these things to exactly 33 words. And I’ve been suffering from sinus crap and I-don’t-give-a-damn-ness, so these writing prompts have been all I can muster lately.

  2. rashmenon says:

    like the p.s almost as much as the poem 🙂

  3. I don’t think there are any two words you could’ve chosen that would’ve surprised me more than ‘gay bar.’ Completely unexpected. Hey, good for her. I hope she finds what she’s looking for! Thanks for linking up this weekend.

  4. Anna says:

    Stepping out of your comfort zone totally paid off- short and to the point… and to the gay bar.

    • Thank you, Anna. It would make a great school song for children, don’t you think–maybe a “round” like “Frere Jacques” or whatever? “To the gay bar we will go, we’re not sure who we should know, but we know we’ll love them so…..”

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