even on a friday, when i'm off into town
to do some girly girl stuff with my girlfriend
- not that he minds, he feigns disappointment
trying to mock my look
he believes in the infinity of space
& time means nothing more than the tick and tock
never the lines on my face
or the ones on my belly and hips that i try to hide
with nervous palms
still; he laughs & tells me of what dreams are
beyond the imagination
that wish inside broken clouds
the sun doesn't always shine
sometimes the rain falls too heavy
& the grass is the colour of old worn out shoes
yet we walk, together
side by side
skin upon skin
the light fades each evening
and days begin just the same
it makes sense - you see
A contest entry
- What are you Wearing? by Rowan.
3500 points, ended August 7, 23 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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The imagery of aging is tender and not harsh.
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I'm so glad you entered Gilly, you keep poetry real. sighs. I love the color of the grass. Just excellent.
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a love poem. says to me of what really matters. Love,
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Beautiful imagery. Awesome read!
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yes it truly does. Thanks hon. hugs, k.
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I was just thinking the evening is going down in a golden glow
and I am becoming silver dusk,
the only gold a circle within the iris of sea blue eyes. I
...hope you catch a few falling stars on your walks.
There is contentment here and an easy pace despite the rain.
I like the gentle rhythm of thought.
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we know it makes sense
always
happy you're happy
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Time is truly relative and it means so much more when we decide we can share it...Beautiful poetry...PK
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"it makes sense - you see..."
Yes...I believe it does!
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this is very, very beautiful Gill....and you always have the BEST titles...love that one. I hope that all is good with you.
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this is really beautiful... calming and comforting, exactly how love should feel.
nice stuff, well done
~ wendy -
You know it's right and beautiful when it makes sense
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thank you so much
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we always woke before them, don't we, lol?!!
but when you wear love's colours the way you wrote it here, then everything, even makes sense, and the lines and nervous palms disappear.
most beautiful, gilly - as always.
this one pulled a deep smile from me
you wear love beautifully, gogo
~ Nicolette
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yebo gogo my dearest girl....
thank you Nicky, as usual your comment touches my heart
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With you dear nursey all things of love and tenderness makes complete sense because they are felt and so rarely seen as more beautiful than the simplicity of how you see them C
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ahhh thanks so much Chez, so glad you enjoyed it
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