Watched
waves strike,
footsteps fade
before wind
tide rises
and again
everything makes
its impression.
Flowers float
atop,
wave good by
to the shore.
She turned away
from the spray.
Tears dry
faster
than cried.
His ship harbored
with Neptune;
her heart
flotsam.
Love finds
the unexpected --
steals
the blankets,
keeps us
warm in eternal embrace.
The port lights awoke
a window
at a time.
She climbed
the steps.
Turned
hers on.
Stirred
the fire.
Slept
and
waited,
again.
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Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
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I found this to be a very beautiful poem, although I am not a technical poet so I cant really explain why. I love the line love finds the unexpected steals the blanket keeps us warm in eternal embrace. It made me feel very melancholy. I am a bit of word junkie so the vast array of delicious words gave me a wonderful fix. Oh and finally, a very catchy rhythm, loved the short lines mmm lovely.Littlefishone
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Thanks for enjoying one of my Plain Jane poems. You chose my favorite line to speak about. Lyricism is always part of my writing because I love to read my at open mics. I hear poetry as an oral art.
Love, Tom B.
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i really like
"Tears dry
faster
than cried."
i feel kind of jerked around by the last stanza - i speak only of the way it flows. it seems a bit unnatural and choppy compared with the flow throughout the rest of the piece...
shouldn't "wave good by" be "wave good bye" ...?
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The last stanza is just the final steps up the stairs. least for me. Good by. I looked it up and found this to be the current proper. I grew up with bye. But, I also remember when it could be colour and now it is just color unless you area memember of the Empire and its sun has set.
Love, Tom B.
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leaves me wishing for turqoise...
Mourning. The sea is such a beautiful tyrant, but it becomes a thief that never lets you forget life is at it's mercy. I have felt the waiting and the restless slumber couple with silent yearning that the apray on the water is only mist and nothing else.
Temendously poignant and enigmatic poetry.
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I wrote the first two verses and the rest blossomed in front of me. We all want a great love. One. We seek company. Once the wounds of loss have scarred we need to heal our sense of touch. This poem came out of the night and demanded I write it before I even heard it knocking.
Love, Tom B.
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plain jane is simple and beautiful. i love the carefully crafted imagery and the conveyance of her pain, longing, and loss. i would love to hear more about your plain jane, although i would also appreciate an explanation for the series as i am unfamiliar with it. cheers, tom. this is lovely!
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The genesis of plain jane is rather complicated. It has to do with beautiful women who don't see their own beauty. Women who are caught in their own pain and don't see the effect they have on those around them. This brushes the surface. So the name, plain jane, has a sardonic edge to it. There is also, for me, a sense of the ingenue in her experiences. So she is always trying to make sense of things. Is there a real woman behind all of this, but I shall remain quiet on the subject. I have eleven poems, I think, on this woman, plain jane. They have taken on a life of their own. She writes me when she will.
I hope my explanation gives you some sense of what is going on. If you come away with some sense of the rational behind it, you may be doing better than me 
Love, Tom B.
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So sad yet so painfully meaningful. I could say much more on this but I wouldn't want to ruin this reflective moment after reading this masterpiece
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I like how you got out of writing a review. Scoundrel.
Love, Tom B.
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Tears dry
faster
than cried.
Okay. I'm not smart, or hip on who "she" is, but my heart sincerely goes out to her. I felt completely riveted. Riveted?...is that too strong a word?
NO.
You stole my breath away with this portrayal. Poor Jane.
God love her, I hope she can hold on to enough faith within herself to make it matter.
Beautiful, my friend.
Blessings always,
jin
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She does. But this is but a response to a poem that inspired me. I am glad you find the poem so strong. I would only be concerned if the poem didn't stand on it own feet. thanks for the review.
Love, Tom B.
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I know who this is for and what it's about and you capture her routine with grace and style. The unexpected love you speak of finds her everyday, she heals us with her words as you honor her with these.
C
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Inspiration and another chapter in Plain Jane Courage is a way of being.
Love, Tom B.
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"Love finds the unexpected"
Indeed, it does, my Friend...when we least expect it, too. Beautiful & tender. Good luck in the contest.
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There is a time in all our lives when we must mourn. May we be responsible enough to do so. May we be adult enough to allow ourselves to heal and full of grace so we can honor those who have passed.
Love, Tom B.
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Turned her lights on, and slept awaited once again! Wow, Plain Jane is back with a heart, and no less dressed in black!! ~Sie
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This is the starkest of my Plain Janes. Time will tell. Glad you enjoyed.
Love, Tom B.
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