Kiss and Tell (Poetry Monthly)

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Mon, 09 Nov 2015
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12 comments
 
A far cry
from her magic
of healing
grazed knees
 
presently
 
her kiss
won’t 
set the world
alight...
 
lips barely touch
not much
her kiss
we hug
 
at arm’s length...
Picture it...
light but firm
 
more
to stay free
as to be
 
cheek
to 
 
cheek
spritz the air
 
her failing form
brushes
mine
 
for a trice
just a ritual now
 
but one
I need as much
 
as to live is
to breathe as
 
she asks my name as
 
I leave
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Comments

Submitted by Pat G on

Delicate as an air kiss. Delightful.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Pat, thank you for reading, and for taking the time to share your thoughts.

 

Submitted by Deliberately Ev... on

Lovely. Such a simple poem - I enjoyed the rythm.

The beat of your heart is the mellifluent rhythm to my soul.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Simple, indeed, Ae...as ABC

 

Submitted by celticman on

sweet, air-kiss, sometimes we miss, but your form never dips, stanza always a pleasure. 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

bitter-sweet, perhaps.  Many a slip twixt cup and lip, as the penultimate line suggests, maybesmiley

 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

This seems a development of one the other day you took off? But more clearly of the change with aging  now. Hard when the touch and the speech and memory decays. The title intrigued me as I've been working on one entitled 'Show and tell', but at present it's got stuck! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Rhiannon, your thoughts, empathy, and eagle eye, are seldom wrong...as demonstrated, so very eleoquently, here.

I wish you luck with your own 'Show and tell', and I know you'll unstick it eventually, in true Rhiannon stylesmiley  Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

That's the pits when you get asked your name, especially when you remember the healing of grazed knees.The rhymes and rhythm make this a great one to say aloud, which I did. Works so well. 

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Indebted, Bee.

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A well mastered poem Tina.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

So pleased you thought so, Jennysmiley

Tina