A past written and yet they're always becoming still relevant - moments of life...ya know?
This IS a past write and yet they're always becoming still relevant somehow and when - more moments of life...ya know? I get a bit thought-full at times... as I wander places and leave noseprints behind.
"A Coffee Moment..."
So how are you 'dealin' - with things and people now?
Are memories crowding close unbidden... unwanted.
How close are the walls and the days and the nights and the hours-of-minutes and minutes-of-hours,
and what's right -- what's wrong
and why does it matter now and notthen or then and not now?
I knew a 'girl' - don't we all? - and her smile radiant ...captivating so very, very alive.
And her eyes ALWAYS held me in ways she couldn't realize.
She's so pretty behind her eyes and sometimes silly and thought-full sometimes hope-full and yet - sometimes not.
She's a woman in ev'ry sense and with ev'ry breath taken I'm glad she touched me... ever ...at all.
*sigh* there are those who 'touch' us, in all their unguarded humanity, in the most unexpected places, at the most improbable moment, and leave behind indelible ink that fills coffee moments for years and years ......
Nostalgic, with a bitter-sweetness about it that makes it perfect. I always enjoy your style, but this has to be one of my favorite poems of yours that I've read.
It touched my heart when I read this. I really enjoyed it very much. I was there, and had the same experienced. Those memories will never going to be gone.
Chris, I like your touch... and feel with your words; and how you form them together. I enjoyed reading this.
Thank you for the privilege.
(Still thinking about "The Price of Admission" ... but at least it has me thinking. And for that I'm thankful.)
"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so.
"Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020
I'm back and working on. I've been.. more..