Thursday, February 28, 2008

Sign Language

[This week Totally Optional Prompts asked us to send a message. This didn't happen today, but it could have.]



Sign Language

The man in front drones on
as I try to keep the frosting
from the coffee cake off
my shirt and I look
across the conference table.

I catch her eye,
point to my lip
and wiggle my finger a little.

She uses a napkin
to wipe her mouth,
then gives me a small nod
and a smile.




12 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

oh that's lovely, one of those intimate moments, and lovely to be able to communicate like that with someone

paisley said...

perfect.. if that isn't about a hidden message i do not know what is!!!!!

SweetTalkingGuy said...

That's a secret message, in my book...

Linda Jacobs said...

I love the lightness of this poem! Not all messages have to be serious. Some are just helpful.

You did a great job keeping this simple and to the point.

anthonynorth said...

Simple, but deeper than it first appears.

tumblewords said...

Great job! How many times I found out too late that a message like that would have saved me!

sister AE said...

Juliet, Paisley, and Andy - thanks!

Hi, Linda. Thanks. It's a sign language we all would pick up on, yes?

Thanks, Anthony.

Hello, Sue. Oh, me too!

Deborah Vatcher said...

Found your wonderful site on Poets Who Blog, and love this poem! I like the background business "drone" that you set before the characters connect.

sister AE said...

Welcome, Deborah. Thanks so much!

my backyard said...

Thank you for making me laugh!

Stan Ski said...

Puts a new - and very practical - slant on lip-reading!

sister AE said...

Hello, my backyard. You are quite welcome!

Hi, Stan. Now you have me chuckling.