Hold me in the colour of your arms:
red for the love in each heartbeat
calico for autumn wishes
blue in the way I feel
and Green the flavour I seek--
grass planted at my feet
leaves for winds blowing softly,
envy cast my way.
You are always a part of me,
soul mate—my inspiration---my love.
And then
placing an arm upon his wrist
eyes focus on her man, he’s
resting now oblivious to surroundings
on the path of dementia’s whisper
yet love abounds from a basket of memories,
limbs no longer respond, sluggish in his
world, and peace abides as
tears add to her knowing heart.
© Richard L. Provencher
Comments
skinner_jennifer | July 21, 2011 - 19:17
Hello Richard,
Another simply beautiful written poem.
Jenny.
Richard L. Prov... | July 22, 2011 - 02:54
Thank you Jenny. Writing about the simplicity of life is a demanding task; to get the right word or phrase. And not to demean any difficult issues, since they are reality and must be addressed. Keep writing---from the heart. Richard LP
Richard L. Prov... | July 22, 2011 - 02:55
Richard L. Provencher
Highhat | July 22, 2011 - 04:53
I really like the opening line- a lovely poem Richard
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;)Pia