Letters & Changing

 

Letters and changing,

Drinks and music,

Clouds and sunshine snow landscapes.

Bottles of wine, the smell of coffee, blue woodsmoke.

Wet and I am laughing.

Small rooms and fantastic shadows.

 

 

 

Letters and changing, drinks and music

Clouds and speckled sunlight

Snow landscapes

Bottles of wine, the smell of leather

Blue woodsmoke

Wet and I am laughing

Within darkness, books, to small rooms and fantastic shadows.

Reviews

[Cdnsurfer]

Ah, how to remember back to those magical, mystical times of yore. They say youth is wasted on the young, and there is a certain truth to that. But memories are precious, locked in sepia, branded to our souls, such things become to the alchemist in us all -- pure gold. When I think back at all the utter foolishness, I no longer frown and shake my head, but smile and laugh at the hubris. Loved it, Ken. Cheers! Rob

[Stanley Wilson]

great work enjoyed it

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. i think mr. davis said it beautifully ... this is such a divine and enchanting list, monsieur ken ... it does justice to all one's senses ... thank you for sharing it with all of us ...

[Ken Simm.]

Thank you Sereh. It was two different versions and I could not decide which I liked best so I posted both.

[Ken Simm.]

Sorry Serah slip of the finger.

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. no problemo, monsieur :) ... p.s. i thought the two versions were a part of the plan ... they make this piece look like a beautiful word painting (visually speaking) :) ...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Lovely vignette, or however you spell that word.

[Ken Simm.]

Thik that's right. Thanks for looking and liking Kenneth.

[New Dawn]

Lovely snapshot of time and place brought to life with the smells, tastes and sounds of it,

[Ken Simm.]

I'm so glad you like this old one of mine.

[FJ Davis]

Words that so starkly bring-to-life your memories, they practically become those of the reader.
A lively, lovely and lingering list, Ken.

[Ken Simm.]

Long long time ago and far away. And a long time since I dragged this one up out of one of notebooks. Thanks for trawling through to find this Frank.

[Sel Whiteley]

Wow, what a beautiful and evocative list poem. You really bring the scene to life.

[Vanessa Whiteley]

Snow landscapes
Bottles of wine, the smell of leather
Blue woodsmoke

Lovely! This reminds me of Rupert Brooks maybe because it's a list poem.

...Wet roofs, beneath the lamp-light; the strong crust
Of friendly bread; and many-tasting food;
Rainbows; and the blue bitter smoke of wood...

The comfortable smell of friendly fingers,
Hair's fragrance, and the musty reek that lingers
About dead leaves and last year's ferns....

But the best I've known,
Stays here, and changes, breaks, grows old, is blown
About the winds of the world,

[Fran Marie]

tho~ time passes we always have our sweet memories to recall of a time that once was~Great Write and thanks for sharing~Fran Marie