Open Poetry #49 |
The Chair |
Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
he stood for hours trying to remember what it was like to sit comfortably in the chair his favorite chair, the one near the fireplace where upon the mantle her picture stared time had taken her as it had before, but this time she would not return to him remnants of their love now glowed in the embers that crackled with each kiss she had placed on his lips warm they were, if ever dying like the heat raised up from the fire as the flickering of the flames receded into the ashes of their lives ...just bein' Bluesy [This message has been edited by Bluesy Socrateaser (02-17-2014 02:52 PM).] |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Poignantly beautiful, Bluesy! Owl |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
'Teaser This reminds me of a Sonnet by Shakespear. A couple that has been together for many years have a bond that is unique. Parting for them can be uniquely devastating as well. I think your poem displays this. Lori |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Bluesy Socrateaser, Yours is a sad story we all must live with when the time comes. And I am sorry you are one also. Let me thank you here for your reply to my poem on Richy's topic.I really appreciated it.Many do not read all the replies on a poem other than what they wrote.I did not mean to intercept his great word game. But thank you. jo perry |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
oh my gosh that last verse was so perfect.. the title makes me think of their four legs combined bound together, the sum being better than its parts.. now they can sit together in the culmination of their affection wonderful piece my friend |
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