Someday she'll fly

The fervor of

his kisses

once paralleled

the embers of a flame,

an ineffable passion.

Now they bear

a semblance to
the pecks of a bird,

barely feeding

to survive

someday

she’ll fly.

 

Reviews

[Nancy A Halbert]

Nice to meet you too. Nice images, really like your poetry.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...you've made my day, thank you, Nancy!

[Dara]

I love the way you have mixed the ecstasy and agony of a passionate romance but in the end, she is still able to soar albeit, my guess it, on tender wings. Simply wonderful, Kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Always wonderful to see your smiling face, Dara! Thank you so much!

[Drowning In Reality]

Really lovely... sad yet hopeful. Well done!

[Kelly Scheppers]

You are most kind...thank you!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly... a passionate kiss is like icing on a warm summers day when the cake is still warm from the oven. Cake and passion may cool, but the taste remains year after year.... even with a tear. truly, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Pat, I truly appreciate that. Now I want cake!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly... I miss your poems. Have a Happy New Year... 🛎 2020 truly, Pat

[Paul Bell]

Always starts with a bang. Then contentment. Time to fly, the eagle awaits.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...thank you, Paul!

[andrew mitchell]

yes how the fundamentals of love get lost in the rush over time in building that nest egg, providing for the family, its all a rush, rush rush and the romance that once was becomes a peck for one forgets how much time does pass in frantic lifestyles that are pressured by the uncertainty that one may no longer be working. hopefully like all embers a little coaxing and the flames ignite once more1. lovely stuff kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I am always happy to see you, Andrew...thank you!

[Ruth]

This is just..wow...the fading of such is painful...Kelly, you always have such impact within your words x

[Kelly Scheppers]

You always leave me with a smile...thank you, darlin! x

[Coyote Poetry]

When love become less and forgotten. Open road can look tempting.
"Now they bear
a semblance to
the pecks of a bird,
barely feeding
to survive"
The above lines. Sad and true for many. Thank you dear Kelly for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you for being here, John.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Kelly.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Upon the air I do wait to see her wings take flight in haste.

Regards,
Al

[Kelly Scheppers]

...thank you, Al! My day is now complete! ; )

[Lydia Shutter]

WOW...when the passion is gone and they are only together out of convenience....pecks as kisses. Your words say so much, my friend. Powerful scenario. Lydi**

[Kelly Scheppers]

I appreciate that, Lydi...thank you so much!