~ 1 ~
Spent
Every breathed kiss
each for granted
taken embrace
I love you, I love you
I love you whispered
that last night of
sixty-seven year grace
grabbing bare shoulders
held hotly face to face
release pouring darkness
unrelenting into emptied space
~ 2 ~
No More
Bottom of cup
Held straight up
All done!
What fun!
Life empty
Of complexity
~ 3 ~
M T
Marshall Thurgood
name inverted
still recognized
for all he stood
~ 4 ~
The
overflowing
cup
runneth
no
more
~ 5 ~
Those Eyes
Brightly she turned in that sweet navied night
sparkling in her own reflected starlight
Turning, to him
with all that could be
Here beginning, at last, at last, finally
right here and now in his father's Chevy
Images of starlets soft in her head
turning toward love, meeting eyes glitter dead
So many ways to be empty. I adore the first and last pieces, filled with imagery and emotion. Came by from Poets United.
ReplyDeleteOh dear Kim....thank you...will visit you now in appreciation
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