Alex Shafer

Secret Friendships

While sitting in a cafe, writing,
I stopped to think.
My mind became noisy, angry,
busy with endless critical lectures.

A young girl at the table
next to mine began tapping
her foot impatiently,
and did not stop,
till I stopped my mind,
and continued writing.

I like the secret acts of friendship,
that happen quietly,
under water,
like pretty fish,
kissing.

Alex Shafer has worked as a Technical Writer, a Taxi Driver, and for the last nine years has run a Gardening/Landscaping business. He has sung in small theatres in Boston, and California, and in his shower and truck, respectively.

Email Alex Shafer at ashafer@gumballpoetry.com.

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