Awkward, isn’t it—observing the ploy?
You watch as she ponders how to reach him,
you can see she isn’t sure which way to go.
Patiently, she follows silent clues
… this way to his heart
… that way to his soul.
Finally, she’s certain she has caught him
but sadly you perceive that
he doesn’t even know she is there.
My response to today’s one-word prompt: Awkward
Photo credit Bing search
Grammy Writes 
Very awkward…and interesting to observe.
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Interesting how things can be clear to a third party!
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Oh yes, awkward!
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Isn’t it??
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Love the poem and love the photos. The ones at Leavenworth cemetery are so
powerful. Thank you for sharing them. I felt almost as if I was there.
Gwen.
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Thank you for the kind comment. It’s always nice when someone can “go there” with me!
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