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I wrote this poem for a man I cared about in 1970 ... Free Verse - Aligned right

               

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His grey-blue eyes

      illuminated by

                the light,

     saw me as I am.

                   Naked,

    I sat before him,

         unclothed of

         false dreams,

      and white lies.

Author's Note

Thank you for taking the time to read this poem and perhaps the others I have posted.
I always appreciate reviews and I always review whatever I have read.
So, join me now for a nice cappuccino!!

Reviews

[SM]

This is profound... with few words you have captured one's truly vulnerable self... no armour, no masks, no barriers.... We have so many layers that we put on/use to safeguard ourselves... only a true connection can see through all that. Hope it's a nice day in Spain :)

[Lisasview]

And, yet dear SM another earlier write of mine... I remember G very well..
Thank you for reading again and reviewing!!
Lisa, almost time for dinner

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely write Lisa so profound where one can be so comfortable together. You could interpret nudity as being open to each other on all levels. Nice!

[Lisasview]

When I wrote this I was thinking that I am dead ..in the ground... naked...covered with Lavender...
and, of course you are correct..naked also means open on all levels ..even in death..
Thank you for your insightful review Andrew.
Lisa

[Lisasview]

Hi Andrew,
I just went back to reread my reviews on G and I realise that when I responded to your wonderful review I was actually a bit confused and responded about my poem Forevermore... Crazy me..
Yes, you were so correct.. Naked was not literally naked.and even at the age of 22 I understood what naked meant on other levels..and so I wrote this little poem..It really had to do about really seeing who I was...
Thank you again,
Lisa, finally on the computer

[andrew mitchell]

You are welcome.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The nudity seems philosophical as well as literal. A dream is only a hope not yet realized. Can we have false hopes? Certainly, and plans that fall through. But here's to being honest with ourselves and others without the need for any white lies. Nicely written.

[Lisasview]

Good morning Fabian,
Although I wrote this when I was only 22 years old I feel you really understood the meaning so well dear Fabian.
We learn to be more and more honest with ourselves the older we get.
Even at 22 I understood that.
Thank you for reading and reviewing my poem.
Lisa, now in Madrid for 5 days

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

A memory that's meant not to be forgotten.
When we finally meet someone who understands us and accept us as who we are, It become a gift of love that is forever remember. It brings about a deep intimacy where fear and doubt are never found. Always naked in front of each other.

Beautiful piece, Lisa.

[Lisasview]

Hi there,
First review from you...thank you so much.
I wrote this in 1970..
I was 22...
Lisa, now in Spain

[Cherrie Palmer]

Your poem rings like a intimate discovery. A heart and all its finery laid bare.

[Lisasview]

Thank you so much for you review dear Cherrie.
I almost threw this one away as I wrote it over 50 years ago...boy was I young..

Lisa

[Neville]

now that reads my kind of perfect ................. quite simply delightful Lisa .. Neville :)

[Lisasview]

Hi Neville,
What nice thing to say!
I was so young when I wrote this and when I posted it along with other poems I wrote in 1970 I wasn’t sure how it would be received. So it is wonderful to read your positive review.
Lisa

[Neville]

you are most welcome, it really is quite lovely :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the second stanza is metaphorically beautiful...
the coffee is warm as the skin of the past.
j.

[Lisasview]

Thank you so much
As you probably already know I was 22 years old then and it was 1970
The coffee is warm as the skin of the past is a poem itself dear Jacob
Lisa, getting late here in Spain

[angel]

Short but lovely.
Very nicely done, sister!

[Lisasview]

Thank you Angel,
I wrote quite a few poems when I was in my early 20's in 1970...Most were quite short. I submitted them here without changing any of the lines or words..
Thank you for reading and reviewing,
Lisa, here in Spain

[Chris]

Seawalls and battlements
I've dreams of both...
She shared one - til the sun rose
and is remembered
as I stand upon the other - gazing
lost
in memory.

Chris

[Lisasview]

Seems I am filled with memories these days..
Thank you for you kind and understanding review,
Lisa, cold and rainy today

[Ken Simm.]

Excellent descriptive work. I particularly like those last lines. They bring it all into focus. This life drawing in poetry.

[Lisasview]

Back from a fab. meal on the sea.. I am viewing your review.. Thank you so much for reading my old poem from the early 1970's..
I submitted it with absolutely no corrections..Lisa

[M. J. Smith]

To be that transparent is... difficult. You were among the bravest here. I applaud you.

[Lisasview]

I never thought of myself as being brave.. Just sort of always been out there with my feelings..not sure that is always good... Thank you so much for reading and reviewing..
Lisa, now in Spain