I loved dear Betty, how you used the language.
"her torso stretches and yawns
dresses in a pink silk robe, gently sweeps the pine floor
gingerly kisses his photo
this once only a memory"
The above lines. You gave the description, power and wonder. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote
Your poem gives a "retro" feel since anyone in current times would be texting & checking for new selfies obsessively thru-out the early hours & days of a definitive parting such as your poem implies. You use a ton of inventive imagery, stated with originality. Love all the scents of the kiss (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
Thanks always Marge, you're absolutely on the spot, texting, selfies didn't even enter my mind, so y.. read moreThanks always Marge, you're absolutely on the spot, texting, selfies didn't even enter my mind, so you're correct, it's from another era...hugs, xo B
3 Years Ago
I love the dichotomy between the way we remember stuff & the way it's done now . . .
P.S. I’m putting up chapter 6 of COOL JOE, would like your opinion, when you have a minute...quest.. read moreP.S. I’m putting up chapter 6 of COOL JOE, would like your opinion, when you have a minute...question?
Are my chapters called a chapbook or a novella?
Xo, B
3 Years Ago
I'm feeling scattered today, but I plan on heavy reviewing this weekend, so I'll get to it. Thanks f.. read moreI'm feeling scattered today, but I plan on heavy reviewing this weekend, so I'll get to it. Thanks for the heads-up!
Quite a mystery to this piece because I am unsure whether it is a temporary or permanent separation. A military man going off to serve or perhaps never coming back. Whatever, she is missing his tender touch a great deal. Very nicy penned Betty.
Chris
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
Hey Chris, I guess I wrote this to confuse readers!! But you can interpret any way you choose, .. read moreHey Chris, I guess I wrote this to confuse readers!! But you can interpret any way you choose,
Fondly with peace, Betty
This is a haunting piece, made especially so by the last lines. We get the initial impression that the absent loved one is either a member of the military or an airline pilot. All indications are that he is only temporarily gone. By poem's end, though, we wonder if we are beholding a woman's delusions, or maybe even dementia. For some of the bereaved, there is only the past.
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
Thanks John for your compelling review; it is a bit haunting, deliberately; Best, Betty
My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..