Your Journey

Love should never be shellfish.

I smile when I think of loving you.

Like rain cupped in my hand,

it felt good to wet my soul.

After pouring through my fingers you continued

your journey; my soul enriched. 

You left sweet smells I will always remember.

Author's Note

image from http://sarahtunexaminelife.blogspot.com/2012/05/freedom-is-like-fresh-water-flowing.html

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

This is quite beautiful, refreshing really. We touch each other as we move through life and those that leave such fragrant memories are to be cherished if only in our memories.

[Mark]

Yes, I had such a selfish view of what love was without realizing it. I think that's where most of the heartaches came from. I think now I love more, and with more abandon without the expectations and enjoying what is unique about those I love. Thanks for reading. :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Mark be smooth should be your WC name from now on

[Mark]

ahaha~! Thanks Mark, I kinda like that. :)

[dw817]

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What a wonderful and invigorating poem, Mark ! Very nice, thank you. And the imagery reminds me of a scene where you are at a small waterfall, just getting yourself a cool drink. I seem to remember such when I camped one time with Dad.

There was a bit of a river and we went up it and found the clean water passing over some shoals and rocks. I reached into take a drink and it was surprisingly cold and fresh.

Your poem goes right along with this. And have you ever had it rain so hard that you COULD catch water in your hand and drink it ? I know that happened onetime I was with Rachel. That was so crazy it was raining as hard as it could and we were sopping wet from no umbrella at all.

Got in and both took a nice warm shower. :)

[Mark]

yes, I have been caught in drenching showers, one time by surprise when I was on a daily walk. All I had on were t-shirt and shorts. I got completely drenched and I swear the lightning was following me! LOL That was a good day when I finally got home, dried off, and warmed up.

[dw817]

The time me and Mom were together the lightning seemed far and away. But the streets were flooded ! We even saw a frog and ran after to watch him get slurped down the drain and laughed saying his Froggy Kingdom was waiting for him there. Those were fun times with my Mom. She really was the dreamer and got me to believe all sorts of fanciful things. Today ?

Sometimes - I think I still would like to. Like the little boy who lost his fairy palace.
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[Ruth]

Mark! This is one of your best hon...truly beautiful...consuming and all given, enriching BOTH in the process....nothing like it! Wonderful work x

[Mark]

Thank you so much Poppy! xoxox

[s y e]

Beautiful Son, this is spectacular! I loved it, every word. My favourite write from you so far.

[Mark]

Wow, thank's Mom! :)

[Ilia Epifanov]

Very nice and warm! Love it!

[Mark]

Thank you for reading, glad you liked :)

[Latifa]

it felt good to wet my soul with you.
i love this line

[Mark]

thank you for reading and glad you liked :)

[Jack...]

Mark, this is beautiful. So very soft and tender.

but shellfish?

[Mark]

heehee, I know, not sure why I wrote it that way,in a weird mood I guess!