For Laura ME
I went to the beach
to read your poetry
with my back to you east facing west
to know more time
will come to us
I want to hold
my hand
so happy at the beach
beautiful strangers
children remind me
of childhood. mine
my days at the beach
The water smells sweet
I opened a beer
thought of Ruth Gordon
random conversations
overheard
a microscopic spider
fell or blew onto me
soon, gently obliterated
I didn't mean to
I held your book
I felt your pages
and your words
rose up to greet me
with heart-shaped sounds
and meaning
*Please find Laura's stunning poetry here: http://iamlauramercurio.com
As I read your poem... I could feel time stop as I was swept up into your words. Thanks for the magical moment.
ReplyDeleteYour verses truly caressed my soul... Filled my heart with pure joy!!
ReplyDeleteThis is the most precious gift! Thank you Jenny; I am so grateful and thrilled by the thought of you holding, reading my book... pages of a written story that now I share with you.
Jenny, I too know that feeling. Laura has been a great friend and inspiration to me and I am blessed to know her. Fitting tribute, for when words have to do...
ReplyDeleteMore beauty. I'll go read Laura, too. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteWonderful as usual Jenny Girl! *hugs*
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