just a trace

"

just a trace of a thought

nearly invisible

then suddenly leaping into focus

my heart picks up the vibration

a typo with the beat of a tambourine

sputtering syllables filled with sad silent letters

are now somehow tangible

my nerve endings fray 

till i can almost braid them

reaching

reaching

for the right words 

because surely they have settled 

at the bottom of my thoughts

but the only words that bare themselves to me

are the ones i wish i couldn't feel so strongly

i miss you

Author's Note

photo "red december leaves" courtesy of pinterest

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such a beautifully written poem...
especially like the "sputtering syllables..." line...

and just how inspiration comes...unseen, feeling it is not going to happen...
and then suddenly there is clarity of words, of lines...of themes...and they are the words of real, deep feelings...
tangible ones, not invisible ones.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Jacob. Your reviews mean a lot to me. Lydi**

[emmajoy]

Oh how I feel your beautiful words, Lydi.. Otherwise, am lost for words. For once. Picture perfect too.

[Lydia Shutter]

((((Emma)))) thank you so much, my friend. Lydi***

[emmajoy]

Popped in to find your kind response. Also allowing me the chance to share your sadness for a while. Your chosen pic is so appropriate. Hugs for you, as always.

[B. Boileau]

A poets words are often emotional and sometimes hard to write. With inspiration we find them, arrange them, and in the end they touch us. If only for a while we lose our place and the syllables sputter until magically they settle in the bottom our your thoughts. Thank you Lydia

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much for understanding and for the lovely review. Lydi**

[Ken Simm.]

Beautifully constructed, in tempo, in subject and it must be said in feelings. A poem I can empathise with as it shows in its construction how it was indeed constructed.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much, Ken. Lydi**

[Beccy]

The memories we have of our loved ones is so incredibly important. True, the thoughts often bring sadness, but it is how they live on past the all too brief time we are allotted in this world.

Beautifully worded and sung from the heart poetry.

Beccy.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks very much, Beccy. Happy New Year. LydI***

[AYVID N]

It is often in the words that we seem unable to find that we find clarity of though and feeling. You express it beautifully here.

"sputtering syllables filled with sad silent letters
are now somehow tangible"

Amazing poetry there...

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Divya. I hope you have the happiest of holidays. Lydi***

[KWP]

hmmm wow this is lovely, sad, emotive - your words cascade all the way down to those three simplest of words with all the depth 'I miss you'

X

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you so much. I appreciate your time and words. Lydi***

[Robert Trakofler]

Oh my this expression of love and languishing loss is so beautiful I'm left so sad and speechless... this is, what poetry was made for! These words are far more beautiful then that striking picture and I mean striking:) How could the recipient of such true and tender affections not return those very feelings!

[Lydia Shutter]

Robert, you? Speechless? Say it isn't so! LOL Thank you so much for this lovely review. Lydi**

[Robert Trakofler]

LOL it happens:?

[Patricia Wedel]

Lydi.. the beat of a tambourine...
is so symbolic when missing someone who gave you life in abundance... with a song from
a heart that lights a candle and sings to you.
Forever entwined in your heart and mind. truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Pat. Merry Christmas to you and Roger. Lydi**

[redzone]

we do "miss them" don't we Lydi.... the beautiful sadness I feel and read in your poem is beyond "nice" and yet so often the sharpest, clearest words are the 3 small words you pen..

[Lydia Shutter]

Thanks so much, Curt. Your "nice" reviews mean a lot to me. Lydi**

[Tom]

Little reminders tend to pop up every now and again, ' just a trace' of cologne, perhaps shared favourite moments of whatever tickled our tastebuds together, or even those very last red December leaves are all it takes to open the floodgates of once warm and fond times spent together in blissful love... till we meet again ❤️

Beautiful heartfelt, candid poetic Lydia, happy Christmas my friend 🎅🏻

[Lydia Shutter]

Merry Christmas to you, Tom. Thank you so much for the review. LydI**