who can truly say?

who can truly say?

A Poem by Lydia


artwork by anna razumovskaya





who can truly say?

armed with my pen and yellow pad

i ventured out there

the mcintosh air was intoxicating

writing words of fantasy

of monotone desire

but then…oh….the taut denim of his jeans

eyes where storms gathered

i needed to feel that rain

be the poet who experienced life

not just fondled words

my house of morals collapsed

the smell of my ink now mingling with our passion

a shadow of smoke probably wafted above my head

but it was so long ago

who can truly say?

 


© 2017 Lydia



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Loved his profile that you sketched, "the taut denim of his jeans
eyes where storms gathered"

I can feel her restraint slipping away, to create a beautiful memory that still shines through the haze of time. Indeed life is truly lived in such moments!

Thanks for such beautiful poetry. Loved the accompanying artwork ⚘

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Divya, I appreciate your review so much. Thank you.
DIVYA

3 Weeks Ago

Its my pleasure!



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You are good lyd, your ending is beautiful

Posted 15 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

10 Hours Ago

Cassie, I always appreciate your sweet reviews. Thanks so much. Lydi**
Passion gathers in your pen. Once there it explodes into poetic mastery.

Regards,
Al

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

1 Week Ago

Al, your review is downright poetic. Thanks so much. Lydi**
This is the perfect description of how I've often come to the page with a rather mundane idea, but then something catches fire & I'm off on a sensual fantasy. Gotta love those taut jeans defining muscular thighs *wink! wink!* As always, beautifully engaging & artful word crafting, with great artwork to go with it! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Weeks Ago

Thanks so much, Margie...another great photo of you by the way! Lydi**
barleygirl

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you . . . I put on a little makeup for a change, so I had to take a selfie! *smile*
Lydia

2 Weeks Ago

That is a selfie? WOW, you really know how to take them!
Art work and poem are magical and world-class. You draw the power of comparison between experiencing word and life's experiences. And the winner is...You!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Weeks Ago

Sami, you are so kind. Thank you very much. Lydi**
Sami Khalil

2 Weeks Ago

You are welcome. Any time.
An off broadway memory of requieted desire...
walking in the rain... "taut denim of his jeans... eyes where storms gathered".
'Who can truly say' where fantasy begins and dreams end. Soft sigh, Pat

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks so much, Pat. Your reviews are wonderful. Lydi**
'.. where storms gathered ~ i needed to feel that rain ~ be the poet who experienced life ~ not just fondled words..;

So often words betray what many would cede too - tis part of a mirror image of desire. For others, bring on the game.. perhaps! You write with such energy and passion, Lydi. xx

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

emmajoy

3 Weeks Ago

We do what we can, Lydi.. or run from it - which is frequently if not always, wiser! Enjoy the comi.. read more
Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

You do the same, my friend.
emmajoy

3 Weeks Ago

Going to try very, very hard... cold weather here, clock gone back so.. . just pray Nature's omens m.. read more
I can see you with pen and yellow pad quite clearly ! Another wonderful write with just enough innuendo and intrigue. Well done. ~Jim

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you so much, Jim. Lydi**
Loved his profile that you sketched, "the taut denim of his jeans
eyes where storms gathered"

I can feel her restraint slipping away, to create a beautiful memory that still shines through the haze of time. Indeed life is truly lived in such moments!

Thanks for such beautiful poetry. Loved the accompanying artwork ⚘

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Divya, I appreciate your review so much. Thank you.
DIVYA

3 Weeks Ago

Its my pleasure!
wow, "fondled words/ my house of morals collapsed"
i have blurred visions and revisions myself about those old days....and especially the more sensual ones.

love it.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

The more blurred they are, the better! :) Thanks so much, Jacob. Lydi**
Fantasy on the page, off the page to real life.
Morals are yesterday mummy's words.
What happened that day when the smoke cleared.
Who can truly say.?
Brill.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks so much, Paul. I appreciate your review. Lydi**
Paul Bell

3 Weeks Ago

Meant to say. Is that Marina Dietrich.
Lydia

3 Weeks Ago

Marlena? I doubt it. Just a pretty painting.

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