i never told you

artwork by charles carter

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         

the stormy sky screamed at us

while the ducks scratched and thumped

on the shingled roof

just to remind us we were not alone 

on that dark night

your words were chunky

filled with extra meaning

and even extra syllables

you emphasized them

as if they were a percussion instrument

drumsticks beating out a mesmerizing rhythm

i never told you

to me they were like a banquet

laid out for my dining pleasure

tonight i will remember them

as they pull me through the trapdoor of sleep

becoming the accompaniment of my forever dreams

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Such a wonderful memory to have Lydi**. Sometimes we do hold back on our words only to regret and wish we hadn't at a later date. This is a beautiful write, filled with love and longing for someone who was special to you. Imagery laden. My broadband signal is playing up so I can't view your artwork this time. I will have to return to it tomorrow.

Chris

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Chris. Lydi**

[Chris Shaw]

And as expected your artwork is beautiful.

[Lydia Shutter]

So glad you were able to see it!

[Abhijit Das]

"your words were chunky
filled with extra meaning
and even extra syllables"
Great lines... the best poem I read today. Thank you.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Abhijit! Lydi*

[NotUsinganymore]

Sometimes we miss missed opportunities, but we learn from them. c:

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes we do. Thanks for the visit. Lydi

[Trouble]

I love this, it's just so beautiful.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Allie. Lydi**

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Such a powerful depiction told in well crafted rhyme and accompanied by art that only you can find! Such wonderful memories if the words were silky and filled with devotion Lydi!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, John. My emotions are the ink in my pen! I enjoy finding the artwork to accompany my words. Glad you liked it. Lydi**

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

This is great!
You lines are so well conveyed. Most especially the last stanza where you stated that, "tonight i will remember them
as they pull me through the trapdoor of sleep
becoming the accompaniment of my forever dreams". This three lines mean a lot. Even out of the circle of love, you'll always remember what the other person makes you feel, either good or bad. But I'm happy for yours.

This is really a beautiful one.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Kay! Lydi**

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

You are welcome,
Can't wait to read more of this.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem shared dear Lydia.
"i never told you
to me they were like a banquet
laid out for my dining pleasure"
I did love the above lines. Thank you for sharing the wonderful memory.
Coyote

[Lydia Shutter]

Life is filled with memories and they are our inspiration to write. Thanks, John. Lydi**

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Lydia and you are welcome.

[Robert Trakofler]

O'Lydia the repast of your remembrances resonate the rhythm of your regard resplendently:) I must say! Lovely dining in these lines Lydia thanks for sharing your dreams!

[Lydia Shutter]

Such alliteration in your review, Robert! Thank you very much for the visit. I appreciate it. Lydi**

[Gee]

There is a sadness and longing in the artwork that is reflected in your words, beautifully put together words.
Mum passed early April and I miss her oh so much :(

[Lydia Shutter]

I'm sorry for your loss, Gee. As long as you remember, she is with you. Thanks for the review. Lydi**

[Gee]

Thank you Lydia

[Einstein Noodle]

wow! well done ... brings tears to me Lydia ... the remembrance of the stormy night and ducks lends a background on the night he passed ..at least that's how I read this .. the details being in what and how his last words were shared ... the time to express love and appreciation is now ... each and every day .. at my age my tendency is towards selfishness as after not hearing from any of my 4 grown children for weeks .. i am want to pity me ol' self ... judge them as ungrateful ... then as if rocked by "chunky" words ... I give THEM a call ;) i love your "trapdoor of sleep" ... excellent imagery throughout ... but that one is one i particularly seek out .... nap time and bed time ... i feel you Lydia ... the loss and wishing so relatable ... thanks for sharing
E.
ps. great pic ... title works ... its familiarity a plus

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, E, I just love it when you review my words. Thank you so much....and for noticing the artwork too. Always wise to call the kids when they haven't called you. I do that too! :) Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

its hard to do tho isn't it?! my parents and theirs ..never were the ones to call the kids ..always the other way around ..unless there were troubles to let us know about ... that world has definitely moved on .... speaking of which ... i have a younger daughter i need to call today ;))))))))))

[Lydia Shutter]

:) It's true. I called my mom every day...and my mother in law too. That is not the way of the world anymore. Everything changes and so must we. Enjoy speaking with your younger daughter.

[Einstein Noodle]

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

[Neville]

This is one o them poems that is gonna be with me now for days, going round and round.. filled with love and chunky words I wish I had written myself..... Neville :)

[Lydia Shutter]

I hope you are right, Neville. Thank you so much. LydI**