Tumbling through
my kitchen window –
the early morning sun
seducing
every inch of me
like a long-lost flame
springing to life...
coming back
as the prodigal one...
reminding me
of an afternoon
hanging out
after school
I was ten –
you were twelve,
and you lost
your contact lens
and I found it.
‘Magic!’ you said.
And I know
what you meant;
right there...
right that moment
would’ve given
anything
for you to lay me
gently
in your pocket...
take me home.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | June 14, 2011 - 09:21
A really beautiful, loving piece Tina.
Much enjoyed.
Jenny.
Silver Spun Sand | June 14, 2011 - 09:34
Thanks muchly, Jenny;-)
Tina
Highhat | June 14, 2011 - 10:34
"would've given anything
for you to lay me
gently
in your pocket...
take me home"
I like those lines especially
a very sweet poem which I enjoyed
;)Pia
insertponceyfre... | June 14, 2011 - 11:35
wonderful ending!
Silver Spun Sand | June 14, 2011 - 13:35
Memories - what would we do without them? Pleased you enjoyed, Pia and thank you for telling me;-)
Tina
Silver Spun Sand | June 14, 2011 - 13:35
Thanks, so very much, insert;-) Tina
Cavalcaderl | June 14, 2011 - 21:17
new Silver-Spun-Sand
Well deserved cherry!
Full of young love's memories.
And the contact lenses.
Someone I knew lost his lenses,
searching,on the floor, I'd hardly
knew what they looked like.
julie xx
marionwozere | June 14, 2011 - 22:12
There's a lovely gentleness to this poem, really enjoyed it, especially the early morning sun tumbling through the window; lovely image :)
Silver Spun Sand | June 15, 2011 - 06:37
Hi there, Julie. Pleased you enjoyed...and that was the first time I ever knew what they looked like as well. But we live and learn, as they say;-)
Tina xx
Silver Spun Sand | June 15, 2011 - 06:37
Pleased you enjoyed, marion, and thanks, so very much for letting me know;-)
Tina
Dynamaso | June 15, 2011 - 06:55
Just gorgeous, Tina, and kind of different to what you normally do. Like everyone else has said, the ending is terrific!
Silver Spun Sand | June 15, 2011 - 07:44
Hi there, Mark...I always feel as if I should shout, seeing as you're so far away, but I trust you can hear me;-)
Much appreciate your words, and hope you're having a good week.
Tina
shoe | June 15, 2011 - 09:31
I can only add my voice to the chorus, very sweet, ah, young love!
Silver Spun Sand | June 15, 2011 - 09:43
And thank you for that voice, shoe...and as for young love...so very sweet, if I can remember back that far;-)
Tina
vidit.chopra | June 15, 2011 - 10:15
This poem is magic! Awesome. I loved it. :)
Vidit
http://observerzparadise.com/
Silver Spun Sand | June 15, 2011 - 11:00
Vidit - thank you;-)
Tina
David Maidment | June 15, 2011 - 23:03
Exquisite - why do we find such beauty in our early memories?
Silver Spun Sand | June 16, 2011 - 07:49
David - thanks so very much for reading. And yes, you are right, we do find early memories fascinating, and strangely touching. The way of the world, I guess;-)
Tina
seashore | June 16, 2011 - 11:02
Very nicely done, Tina and apologies for coming to it so late. I am finally catching up with some reading!
Silver Spun Sand | June 16, 2011 - 11:30
Lovely to hear from you, Coral and I hope that things are OK with you.
Pleased don't apologise...I am more than grateful for anyone to read my stuff, as and when, and I thank you for that, and thanks too for letting me know you enjoyed;-)
All the best
Tina
Nathan Bednarek | June 16, 2011 - 23:04
Sorry for the late comment... busy as always ;-/
A very touching and generally a very pleasant poem to read. Its length is perfect for the subject. Well done.
Nathan x
Silver Spun Sand | June 17, 2011 - 08:02
Please don't apologise, Nathan...it's always good to hear from you, and I really appreciate it when you find time in your more than busy life to read any of my work;-)
Glad you enjoyed and many thanks for your words;-)
Tina xx