During the stillness
Of life, her
Breath held,
Heartbeat slow,
He smells of
Leather
Pine
And a Carhartt coat,
Would be a guess,
My hope.
Without permission,
And with visions closed
Her desire for him
Continues
During the stillness
Of life, her
Breath held,
Heartbeat slow,
He smells of
Leather
Pine
And a Carhartt coat,
Would be a guess,
My hope.
Without permission,
And with visions closed
Her desire for him
Continues
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Good piece and thoughtful commentary. I do love your imagery ma’am. It makes me miss the smell of pine.
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Thanks for stopping by, C, and building me up. Youre very kind. Grateful my words create positive images for you. This poem created images of hope for me. Maybe you’ll find yourself near a pine tree soon.
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If only you knew the irony of your sweet thought.
Beetles got two large pined at the edge of my yard last year. I have few pines on the property but those are two of the trees that I stack wood between. I actually left them to have some color in the canopy in winter. I’m planning to drop them this week and split/deliver them to an elderly neighbor couple who like to burn pine. If it helps though I’ll have on a Carhartt t-shirt and work shirt (as a light coat & protection) when I cut them.
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C, you’re an inspiring sort, you know? I’m certain the wood will be appreciated, almost as much as I appreciate the Carhartt shirt reference. *shy smile* Thank you for that, Sir. (Knew it!)
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Another grin to accompany another check mark of visual image I suppose?
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That, and I love when my thoughts turn out correct.
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Truly Splendid 🙂 >3
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Thanks for the visit, Morgan. ♡♡
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Entirely my pleasure. Ive missed the lyrical layers of your poetry!!
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Giggle. I suppose there are a few. 😉🤗🤔🤓 Good to have your eye on my poetry. I learn from poets like you, my dear.
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That is far more amazing to know than you may ever realize. I am humbled and honoured!
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I love the boots! Also, love where you place commas to get the exact feel right. What’s a carhartt?
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Those boots are offered as a perfect prop some years ago. It was nice to use this photo. Thank you, Duketh. The commas are important with so few words. It is a brand of coat. Worn by men who spend a lot of time outdoors.
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Ohhhhhhh….like fellows that go on adventures, I see. That’s pretty epic.
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Sure, adventurers. We like those around here.
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smiling to you, Audrey
looking good
and being warmed
in leather
carhartts 🙂
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Smiling for you, David
Sadness can often
Write of future hope
Thank you for reading, my friend.
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your sadness
& mine
can hug
briefly
before
logging off 🙂
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Thank you. That hug and offer, your act of kindness, appreciated greatly. Be well.
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So glad to see you back at the Poet’s Corner, Audrey. I’ve missed you. Maybe now I know why. Some things take precedence, don’t they, like being in love. All things in perspective, all things in good time.
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Feels nice to be missed, Shari. Tough Christmas season this year. Grateful to be here again and finding a way to stay connected to that which I love. Thank you for listening.
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Enjoyed this. Reminded me of why I love Texas.
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Thanks, John. Reminded me of why I love.
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Much higher level.
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Naw, not really. Perspective is all, you know…
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*spits out toothpick* Yup.
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*winks with a curtsey* ’tis true
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😀
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Certain anniversaries kick you in the gut, don’t they? I know from experience. But we would never feel deep and genuine love if we never understood the emptiness and sorrow of that which betrays our love.
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What a beautiful way of reminding me of the process of healing. Thank you, Shari.
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Or the sorrow and emptiness of having never loved. I’m with the saying “better to have loved and lost that to never…”
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“Love is a many splendid thing”
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Wait! Do I hear music?
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Heehee..yes. I think we do, Butch.
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🙂
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🤓
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I like this Audrey.
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Hi, Dan. Thank you. I appreciate you saying so.
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I think I’ve told you before. I always find it difficult to comment on poetry because it invokes different thoughts for me than you and my comment might not make sense. I don’t want to leave a comment longer than your poem (like I’m doing now), but I wanted to do more than click the button.
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My hope is for you, anyone, reading my poetry, any poetry, is to take away what you/they need. Yeah, sometimes what I’m trying to express is lost by most, but honestly, just knowing my words have reached another is enough. If how they affect you bring meaning or a moment of pause then that is all I can ask for. I become fulfilled ..truly. I know you aren’t comfortable commenting on poetry, even more so women’s poetry, but please know I’m incredibly thankful you continue to read mine.
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I really do enjoy your poetry, Audrey
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I appreciate you. Always
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❤
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Thank you, Hollie
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Thank you for the lovely and moving poetry. 🌹
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I appreciate your support, my friend. 💗
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❤
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This is the song of every man
Thank you.
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I’m honored you think so, Susan. Thank you
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This is absolutely beautiful my friend. Happy New Year to you lovely girl xo
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Thank you, Candice. It’s a lovely feeling to be called lovely girl. xo
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You are my dear sister, both a red haired girl with velvet words and most definitely a lovely person ♡♡♡
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It isn’t often a woman causes this redhead to blush, but when they do its you. Who has the velvet words? YOU. ♡ May your evening find you inspired, Poetess.
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You also my lovely redhead xo
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A thank you to the lady who whispers. ♡
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Happy New Year, Audrey! Lovely way to kick off 2017, you know. Very descriptive and sensory.
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Happy New Year, Debbie. Thank you for saying hello.
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Really like
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Thank you, Willow
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Pine and Leather
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Causes me pause. Thank you for reading.
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