hush

Be still . . .

I can hear you

in

eyelashes resting

    on maiden cheeks

within

the chaos of a weary mind

chancing blue grass in

       fading denim

inside

the curling petals

      of a virtual yellow rose

beyond

sifting sand measuring

      time yet leveraged

I canna see you,

              but i hear you everywhere.

Reviews

[Tobes]

Ah, yes...a real talent. Such a joy to experience, yet humbling.
You definitely have an enviable delicacy of expression and invoke vibrant images with a minimum of words.
I respect and applaud your ability greatly.

[J]

oh you are so kind, Tobes. thank you for your gracious comments. i haven't written in quite some time, but your words encourage me. thank you!

[Tobes]

Please do write more.

[Neville]

What a superb little write we have here folks, dont ya just wish you had written it first, I do.....

[J]

N! how'd this get by me? my apologies, my friend. i come 'n go sometimes and apparently missed your sweet comment. thank you, m'dear!

[Neville]

No worries, my pleasure entirely......Neville

[...]

I love this, J! It's so soft and beautifully eloquent. You are one hell of a writer, dear poet :) Merry Christmas to you J!

[J]

thank you so very much, my friend [blushing]. i often reread my posts to try to see what you see in them. :) you truly do honor me. hoping your holidays were joyful and loving!

[wordman]

and a touching poem of love it is !

[J]

thank you for your so-kind comment, wordman. :)

[SkinlessFrank]

i have known lovers like this i think or is it only that i imagine them or have needed to forget them to get by

[J]

haha yer a sweetie, d.