Last night I met a stranger
in the usual place, because
it would be a rare day indeed
if I ever invited a stranger to
our home.

The sun was still quite blinding
even though it was seven ‘O’ clock
so rare to see both beauty and fire.

I asked her to check what I offered
she politely refused because
even though she didn’t know me
she believed what I’d had to say.
I chose to follow her lead and
didn’t open the envelope either.

We live a simple life here on
our small island where
there is still a lot of
something called


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I sold another laptop last night around 7pm.  I don’t like having strangers to my house (because coming from a former big city with a lot of nasty crime) I usually arrange to meet them in the car park at a pretty close drive through Tim Horton’s.  They can see the laptop up and running on the battery and they know it goes online or, I wouldn’t be selling it.
The girl I met last night bought her husband/boyfriend and I usually start it all up and let them see it up and running and check it over. Last night she said she didn’t need to see it all running because she trusted me. I in turn returned that trust by not opening the envelope with the cash in it.
Such is our life still here that people are basically very honest. I knew she’d be over the moon with what she’d bought for what I’d charged and had told her so when we chatted on the phone. She must’ve thought so too, because they added an extra $10 bucks.
I was very happy and, I am guessing so were they.

Shared with dVerse Poets OpenLinkNight #55
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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

28 thoughts on “Trust”

  1. This was fiction, I first thought, or else you have experienced a very sweet place to live… the process notes that followed knocked me out. I, too, am very trusting, but when it is placed in the wrong hands, you have such disappointment. Glad this all turned out well, and again, lovely write! Peace, Amy

  2. Cool…I was wondering what this was all about, but your explanation made it clear. Good to trust. Nice read.

  3. Trust is a wonderful thing, isn’t it? It is beautiful when one experiences mutual trust as you did; as it gives one faith in humanity and brings a smile to one’s face. I’m catching up here with Vice/Versa & do appreciate your participation / support!

  4. Trust has to be earned, that is what was taught to me. I was taught not to trust anybody at a very young age. It’s not a good way. It’s hard to say if it’s right. But I also think if you don’t learn to trust, it’s likely you won’t be able to find and have real friends either.

    I like this poem very much. It’s really nice to experience something like this.

  5. I was glad of the notes, as the poem had me wondering! Your “former big city” – was it bombed to extinction, or did it dwindle into a village? What an interesting life you lead.

  6. wow…wish there were more stories like this to tell…love it when people nowadays still trust…happens not often…really cool

  7. It’s so refreshing to read this while so much hatred and disharmony is going on everywhere.

  8. Love this story of trust, Thank you for sharing it with us. and I understand good that feels that have that with someone. also Congrats on your sale. 🙂

  9. Your poem really warmed my heart… I loved the line “so rare to see both beauty and fire.” Such trust is very rare but beautiful. I’m really new to this prompt thing … not easy to write a poem so quickly, at least not for me, yet you continually do such a beautiful job. It inspires me to keep working at it.

  10. I LOVE this post – villages are the friendliest and safest places to live. I miss village life. Love the closing stanza about trust. Awesome.

  11. Great how you can trust people still like that, in this city I’d never meet anyone at my door, always go for some place public, don’t trust easily at my bay.

  12. Trust has many shades, I find … trust moves slower than a turtle … it’s easier to trust a turtle than trust someone …. it’s better to move slow … in any case … me thinks, B … love, cat.

  13. I think you have defined trust nicely with “beauty and fire”, there is always a sense of compromising without knowing what you’ll receive in return. I’m glad that it worked out comfortably for you! The island sounds nice. 🙂

  14. Trust is rare and hard to find these days and we can attribute that to a shortage of honesty! I’m happy we have such similar minds and character. Lovely write!

  15. So very nice to write about such a trusting transaction. Wish all exchanges could be that way.

  16. I come from that kind of country, but don’t live there any more. I miss the trust of the practice–doors unlocked, keys in the sun-guard, hand shaking deals–but I’ve seen my dad get burned a few times. I’m happy about the parking lot you use, but wish you had someone in the car with you.

    And the poem! Definitely “beauty and fire” in a pastorial vision.

  17. very cool…and nice on the tip they gave as well…deceptive writing..haha what kind of transactions are you making…smiles…trust though is key…and a horrible thing when broken…

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