Open Poetry #49 |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
time savors its victory for which I have no defense so I spend the whiles delicately in memories of you I once thought the sea was telling but no... it was just me listening listening for the sound of your breathing your thick raven hair laying over my shoulder your dark eyes limpid and possessing slowly tracing paths to my own your soft comforting arms around me and then... days are longer now and shadows show the best of me but I still see, feel, and smell the rapture of those days when time was more obedient and we were so restless within it ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Forget the hankey give me a towel. Touching to say the least Max. My husband already lost one wife to a car accident, I told him if I had anything to do with it I'd let him pass first. Nobody should have to suffer that loss twice. We'll see if God agrees. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Sad poetry, but the feelings within it have a grand measure of respect, love and wanting. ~*~ It's not that the man did not know how to juggle, he just didn't have the balls to do it. ~*~ |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Thank you very much Jerry and Miss Lori. This writing, unlike some of mine, is a true reflection and I greatly appreciate your seeing that in it. I also lost my son back at the turn of the millennium in a fiery car crash in Wisconsin. I wrote 'Danny Boy' a few years later. I don't usually show myself this personally, but the air this morning was crisp and quiet and I felt comfortable enough with it all. Frankly, your sensitive replies was also key. Many thanks again. Regards from Max ...just bein' Bluesy |
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