Socks

a collaboration with Cherrie Palmer and Einstein Noodle to visit Cherrie follow this link! https://www.writerscafe.org/Cherrie_Palmer

 

Socks

What is not…

is the familiar smell of coffee

waking me.

and the socks the dryer ate

(the balance is so strangely off).

like wearing grown up shoes when I was little.

 What is not…

is your frown when I say-

Guess what?  

I smile with the memory .. and

ghosts whisper like                 

old leather skins and 

fuzzy drunken tongues.

What I miss…

is your smile when I

held you;

Your breath when I breathed you.

Like the thinness of sea spray now. 

This only ..........................

is the hope that caresses me now.

thin mist and fog

What is fixed…

Is your tear when we thought forever;

and your fear of the dark

wearing black laces to keep socks pulled up ..............

A cold damp cloth is telling on your face

What is left…

Me holding tight the moment;

and facing the day off balance.

One sock on. One sock lost

and shoes that don't fit.

5/03/21 Cherrie Palmer with E.

Author's Note

Cherrie Palmer made a comment to me about socks and I told her she better use it in a poem or I would. She sent me a first draft and told me to do what I will ... I did and we edited back a forth a bit and came up with this one. Hope you enjoy reading and feeling.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

This brought to me the little and big things that we miss about a loved one, once they're gone. And all that's left is a remembering and that too seems like a dream. We clutch on to it so tightly, so hard for fear of losing what's left but that too sifts away like the proverbial sand. A very touching poem, dear E....a myriad of emotions conveyed and felt so deeply. The picture felt heart-rending to me for some reason. Aren't soulmates like a pair of socks. .? If lost, no other may be found with such a close and snug fit.

I hope you're well and having a great day. In my thoughts and prayers always.

[Einstein Noodle]

i find your review sensitive and brings up old wells of sorrow reading it .. thank you so much for taking time to walk in our shoes (and socks) ;) luv ya Divya! i am better than i deserve and not as good as i would wish ... i know you are doing great .. i can feel it! ;)
E.

[Neville]

without doubt one of the most amazing collaborations I have ever had the pleasure of .. the pair of you should be mighty pleased and proud ..

Neville

[Einstein Noodle]

hey Nev! I confess i am pretty proud of this one. Cherrie was so professional and easy to work with ..as we went back and forth I was absolutely amazed how she guided things around our "voices" ... she's a corker Nev. :)
E.

[Neville]

Keep it to ya self mate .. but why am I not surprised by that .. I have long thought so too :))))

............. Your mate Me

[emmajoy]

Your poem is emotionally sad yet- utterly beautiful.

[Einstein Noodle]

that's what I thought too Emma!! I think it's Cherrie's softness ... and it buffers the grief of experiencing loss in ones life ... beautiful review in my opinion! thanks thanks thanks for reading ma'am!
E.

[Lydia Shutter]

The emotional pain in this poem is raw and honest. When someone you love passes, nothing seems right. Shoes don't fit, socks are mismatched, life just is wrong. Grief is like quicksand....often you feel you are disappearing into it. Thing is, there are always friends who will help you pull yourself out of it. Cherie and E, your collaboration is seamless and very well written. Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Lydi!! as always your own wisdom touches your reviews .. thank you for such sensitivity and a very encouraging review! ;))))))
E.

[Lorry]

Came across this gem early am E/Cherrie but was too beautiful and perfect to stain with my thoughts. So will just say I have read, read and read again and got my microscope out and still couldn't see the joins of a collababurr... Colarberate... Duet. Just two hearts and minds in perfect synchrinic... Sinkron... Beat. (was I drinking decaff today?)
Such a pleasure to find you both penning so... Pennily!
Now Where's that barista? I'll be having a word or two with her! 😊

[Einstein Noodle]

GGGGGG Grr grat tttt gartful ggg .... thank you! ;) this review gives me a fine chuckle to go with my first cup of the morning, Lorry! and so happy you felt this ... it was so easy working with Cherrie .. she started the whole thing and I think we went back and forth editing only a few times ... thank you sir for spending time and letting us know your reactions ... shaky as they may be :)))))))))))))))
E.

[Lorry]

You're welcome, and am fine now, I just snorted a pound of microground coffee and feel spectacular 😊

[Einstein Noodle]

:).............................

[Chris Shaw]

So pleased Cherrie got that pen of yours lifted Mr E. Kudos to you both.

This poem hurts to read. Maybe because I am grieving my brother in law's recent covid death and I What's App my sis every day and feel and see what she is going through.

You are lost at sea without your love. A sail boat without a sail.

Your imagery of shoes that don't fit and mislaid socks sum it up perfectly in this stunning write. Each day a trial, its end a triumph I say. Grief is all consuming at times. Small steps.

Chris

[Einstein Noodle]

again, i feel you in your loss, Christine

[Chris Shaw]

as I do in yours, sadly so. Time brings softness to grief my friend.

[Chris Shaw]

Came back for a further read to take it all in and savour it. Wonderful poem Mr E. Truly appreciate the emotion in this piece. Could reach out and touch it.

[Einstein Noodle]

couldn't feel more honored .. to be read a second time .. thanks girl!

[Ken Simm.]

Despite the title this was wistful and sad in a way that made me sit back and sigh. In a good way, I hasten to add. you did good, both of you.

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks brother of the Highlands! :) ye make me kilt furl :)))))))))))))) I think you felt the read real! ;)
E.

[Einstein Noodle]

ps. thank you sir!

[Ken Simm.]

Ah away wi yer ye numpty.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha ... Awright ya wee bawbag

[Cherrie]

Hey and good morning, we did good work. Funny how one little phrase can turn into something more.

[Einstein Noodle]

And the rest of the day to you Lass! :) I am unashamedly proud of this one dahlink! Thank you for inviting me into it and yes!!! crazy what a phrase and even a word can do....
E.