Open Poetry #25 |
Lacey's Gown |
Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
I’ve always done my best thinking Staring out of a windshield While the world went by me At a rate slower than the thoughts That seemed to pile in drifts I always ended up shoveling. I lay in Lacey’s bed With her head on my arm And stared out the window While her even breathing told me She was finally sleeping. It wasn’t a windshield But the panes in her window Faced the trees that still dripped From the late afternoon thundershower That had shaken even the stones With rolling gut rumbled thunder She still hadn’t told me all But then again I hadn’t told her About Cooper Creek or how Iambe Used to erase the will in me to leave With a careless smile or even more rare A purposeful touch I supposed Davis to be like that for her, And found myself with a sinking empty That left my stomach wanting nothing And me for some reason trembling Like I had fever if I thought too long About it all. No white lines here in this room To show me the center I shifted just a bit so I could face her Lying there asleep, Then eased my arm out from under her head And got up quietly. The bottle of scary smooth was still Sitting on the kitchen table So I found a glass, a couple of ice cubes And poured myself one. I walked back into the bedroom And picked her gown off the floor Held it to my face and inhaled The essence of her, Before I draped it across the back Of an old chair and sat down Where I could watch her sleep. I must have drifted off Because when I opened my eyes The glass was on the floor empty Except for the melted water from ice And Lacey was sitting cross legged On the bed watching me Holding my shirt I think it was the sadness in her eyes That caused my heart to wonder If beating was a good thing Or if stopping would make it easier If she said good-bye |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
While you were sleeping? She was inhaling YOUR essence... good good good.... |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggssssss) Oh Ron, I too felt the twist in this and it too had me worried that once again concern is coming between them! (sigh) This is wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ron, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Man at the end it made me cry. I love this story. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
You write in sepia tones...beautiful. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
... ...dang!...just can't find the words. I just want to sit and stare at the monitor for a bit more k? Nobody move..nobody talk... please, don't break the spell.... |
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BlueEyes Member
since 2002-08-30
Posts 152TX, USA |
more, more, more... quickly now! I need to know what happens before 5pm... I won't have a computer this weekend. I can't wait 2 whole days to find out what happens! |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Awesome!! More? Please? Chris "Hope" is the thing with feathers- |
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Sunkissed Senior Member
since 2002-12-03
Posts 610 |
Liked this a lot, Captain. Very sweet. Sunkissed. "I have to hurry past the moon...to Jupiter..." |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
wonderful.....miss reading you my friend. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
I walked back into the bedroom And picked her gown off the floor Held it to my face and inhaled The essence of her, Before I draped it across the back Of an old chair and sat down Where I could watch her sleep. I must have drifted off Because when I opened my eyes The glass was on the floor empty Except for the melted water from ice And Lacey was sitting cross legged On the bed watching me Holding my shirt I think it was the sadness in her eyes That caused my heart to wonder If beating was a good thing Or if stopping would make it easier If she said good-bye ================================= You got us hanging on your every word... Now--Go back to bed....sometimes we think too much..talk too much and look for things that arent there. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
wow Why have I not read more of you?? I am swiftly off to rectify that. |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Capt. Ron, I just don't know what to say. This is getting so REAL Capt. I hate it when I'm not feeling like getting on the computer very much, and think that I might miss something knew. It's kind of like a soap opera, only more real. I said all that to say that I love it, Ron...LOL Hugs, Ethel . . (can I ask you something without sounding too dumb?? What kind of booze is "scary smooth"?? I used to drink Rum and a few others that I won't go into, but I've never heard of "scary smooth". Am I stupid or what? |
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