an edible symphony

this just came to me.

the thought
occurred to me,
as I quietly
lapped up
your edible symphony,

just how easily,
I miss you
or you miss me,
could have been
our never.

and life,
is such a mystery,
one turn
can lead to tragedy,
or treasure.

it wasn't that long ago
i was just a little i*
now, thanks in part to you,
I have me back,
forever.

Author's Note

* an homage to ee cummings "who are you little i"

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"lead to tragedy of treasure"

i really like that line...

wish i had thought of it...

a little "i" in a relationship can go both ways...too much ego, selfish-ness, or too little credit given by the other person...and once i have left...there is a "me"---and "me" is happy.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks, yes, it just occurred to me that I stopped using a small i in my poetry. I did it for years, and I think it says a lot about where I was and where I am now.:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i always use a lower case i in poetry...but for different reasons....i feel the speaker isn't as important as the poem itself....the words not the person...but that is a self-imposed thing for me.

[Lyn Anderson]

I understand that, of course. It was completely unconscious on my part, that as I started to regain self, I went back to a capital I.