Sharing Marshmallows and Umbrellas

You know I guess I’m just
fed up
with love being some kind of
Wondering what others will say, about your
Of having to have “deep meaningful conversations”
with other people
when all you want to do is share a slice of pizza
with her.
Or take her out to the movies, holding her hand in
the dark
Or watch her cross the grass with her hair blowing, her face
a smile.

I’m waiting for
the long emails
where you read right through
and the blustery days
where you wear coats
and run in the park
and hold hands
and drink hot chocolate and cocktails,
sharing marshmallows and umbrellas.
I’m looking for the innocence.
Where’d that go?



  1. krkbaker · August 9, 2007

    I think we have to slow down for it you know?
    Bring back da courtship and shit.
    We’re always in too big a hurry to get to the ‘goods’
    and end up missing out on the goods. You know what I’m saying.
    Great stuff here.
    No big surprise. I’d have given you a rockin’ girl blogger award but well, that would have been weird no?

  2. zaphodfreek · August 9, 2007

    Maybe just a little

    Thanks Kim, I definitely agree,
    which is why I wrote the poem.
    I go…
    no WENT (great to be able to say that)
    to boarding school,
    and you would not believe what people will do or say
    when they are confined in a small space like that
    and are very bored. Everything is cause for gossip
    and/or drama.

  3. Phoenix · August 9, 2007

    I know the feeling, Zaph. But you know, I don’t think you can have that huge amount of drama when it comes to real, true love. Because real love is something different, impervious to those superflous things like who to talk to and who will say what about who.

    So, I guess, a boarding school can be a really big stew of fake love. I’m glad that you’re out of there.

    Take care. ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. afternoonbeauty · August 9, 2007

    A-men. Oh, you are so voicing my feelings with this. Perfect, perfect timing, wonderful poem.

  5. zaphodfreek · August 9, 2007

    So am I Phoenix, believe me. Thanks for your comment

    Thanks for the words AB

  6. Soulless · August 11, 2007

    *looks around* Well, where did men like you go? *grin*

    I like the simplicity of this piece, both in style and content. The title’s just lovely (reminds me of snapshots in sepia).


  7. zaphodfreek · August 11, 2007

    Cheers Soulless.

  8. qazse · August 20, 2007


    really nice work

    where did innocence go? follow the money…

    keep believing my man!

  9. zaphodfreek · August 20, 2007

    Oh I will.
    It’s what keeps me going through the day.

    Thanks for reading qazse

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