one more time

as slippery as soap in the bath

you slid in and out of my life

how many times did i climb

a jacob’s ladder of tender words

back into your arms?

do you remember?  oh, i do!

stars fell out of the sky

yet you always caught them for me

sweet and contented would i be

for just THAT much time

till i remembered all the reasons

we could never be together

thing is

this afternoon

here

now

those reasons all disappear

once again i hold the conch shell we found to my ear

hoping to hear your voice one more time

Reviews

[paddy d daly]

Hi lydia, l have introduced my
Nephew to writers cafe, he is
Just gone seventeen and has
Written a couple of poems, if
You have the time sometime would
you mind sending him a review, l
Think he is good for his years and l
Would like to encourage him, he uses
his name cathalwatkins, cheers, paddy.

[Lydia Shutter]

Sure, I will check out his work.

[paddy d daly]

Thank you lydia,☺

[paddy d daly]

Thank you lydia,☺

[Sami Khalil]

Sad and beautiful in one package. Very touching and relatable. Remembering the sights and sounds. Contemplating the reasons and contentions. An excellent one, Miss Lydia...:)....................

[Lydia Shutter]

Sir Sami, I always appreciate your reviews. Thank you so much. Lydi***

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome generously....:))))

[emmajoy]

'.. i hold the conch shell we found to my ear -- hoping to hear your voice one more time - oh my.

There are memories and keepsakes that somehow etch deep into the heart; their meanings, how they came about, never really leave but if they did, how strange, how lonely, we might be.. as you so beautifully describe.

Your writing - whatever the theme is always both comfort and inspiration. Your conch shell must be magical.. has to be, its voice whispers the world, dear Lydi..

[Lydia Shutter]

Emma, it is always a joy to see a review from you! Thank you so much, my friend. Lydi**

[Sanober]

Oh, this is not just another sad love/love lost poem. Yes, this is poignant, but with a whole new level of beauty, depth and soul. your words echo and haunt like a song. i could feel the loneliness and longing of that afternoon....so beautiful my friend!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you once again, sweet friend of mine. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[Cassie]

This one has brought a lump up my throat Lyd, you always bring out the emotions intended to be brought out so well in every poem you pen down my dear friend. I have missed reading you. I Hope 2016 is treating you well so far

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Cassie. May you have a happy healthy new year too. I appreciate your reviews. Lydi**

[David Scott]

All those reasons seem like a wall of fact and yet at times they seem like a fog of fiction...
If only there could be "one more time"... and another... and another...
Lovely poetry Lydi.

[Lydia Shutter]

Indeed, one more time is never enough. Thank you, David. Lydi**

[andrew mitchell]

With loving memories to reflect on, you forget the bad moments and saviour the good. This is a lovely romantic write, just spot on with the imagery. So touching!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Andrew. I appreciate your review. Lydi**

[ANTO]

If we arent allowed to romanticise our own memories well what's the blooming point of having them follow us around then - better off just dumping them.
Have you ever heard of a play called 'Philadelphia Here I come!" by Brian Friel, Lydia?

I studied it as a boy in school and this poem you've penned brought that back to mind and made me laugh. Not because they were great times but because I too am now romanticising about how wonderful it was to be studying plays when I was 14-15 years old and I know for a fact that I hated it at the time!!

I loved this my dear Lydia.

[Lydia Shutter]

No, I have not heard of that play. We seldom appreciate our teenage years...or our twenties. Right now you are as young as you will ever be again. Unfortunately, when we are really young, we do not realize that. Glad I could evoke some memories for you, Anto. Never stop romanticizing.....it makes life sweeter. Lydi**

[ANTO]

Thank you - gorgeous advice my friend. I won't. Have a great afternoon/evening :))

[Lydia Shutter]

You too, Anto.

[A hare off]

Sigh, this is so sad but the loneliness comes at us in beautiful shapes and forms that touch the heart in so many ways. How can something so beautiful be so sad? At least she still has that shell, something of this love left behind so that she never forgets, which is sad in itself. Incredibly beautiful writing.

[Lydia Shutter]

What a lovely review. Thank you so much. Lydi**