I Slept Well

For those who have loved.

I Slept Well

 

I crawled into bed

I smelled your hair, skin, sweat, breath

I slept well that night

 

 

WK

Author's Note

Constructive criticism welcome. Thanks for your time.

Reviews

[CryOutMercy]

I like that the only sense this poem attempts to convey is smell... how rare. In my writing, this is the sense I most often neglect. This could be a lonely blind man's prayer... or a man in a completely darkened bedroom, with some background noise (like a running fan) that drowns everything else out. The point is, all that he needed to sleep well was the smell of his partner. I don't even know if he touched her. Maybe he's a bit strange, and just smells her all over before bed? Now I'm thinking he's a serial killer, and she's his next victim. Clearly I've gone astray... she couldn't be breathing. Anyway, very nicely written piece. (Your poem, unlike my review, illustrates the value of brevity.)

One last thought: if I had read this poem even two months ago, I believe I would have wept. For me, this poem represents the subtle - but complete and ingrained - value (in terms of peace of mind) of having a partner.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks, Mercy. Another wonderful review.

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short but said so much..nice

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thank you.

[The Perfect Stranger]

So short yet so meaningful.
I really enjoyed this.
Good job.

xoxo

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks for your time, Stranger.

[Crinkle°]

I agree, it's the only way to sleep well.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks, Crinkle.

[JenLyn]

Good write and imagery.

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thank you, Jennifer.

[Angel's Lady]

Beautiful work! Conveys a complete thought, paints a photograph. Nicely done!

[Ancient My Enemy]

Thanks again, Lady.