The Old Hammock In The Backyard

Days gone by........

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The old hammock is a solace for a grieving soul

Cushions the pain that flows

When her eyes open to meet the day,

and close to meet the night, her body pressed

against the hammock, she dreams of him

 

Each moment of her life is a recollection of remembrance

Sun kissed days bring Butterfly kisses from his lips of love

Dew drops from the weeping willow tree touch her sweet

misty tears as she lays underneath on the old hammock

She watches the silken blue sky fade into another stary night

 

The wind breathes his history upon this land

Existence of happiness lingers in the air

Shadows of their time together develops into beautiful color

Although he's gone, it's as if he still there

Eyes see him everywhere, and the ache in her heart lightens

with inexpressible joy

Holding onto his love baths her in sanity

 

The old hammock brings pleasurable moments

Laughter echos through the backyard

Wrapped in his arms, swaying back and forth spending time together

Making up after accusations lashed at one another

Regain of loving feelings restored

Their story is weaved into the net of the old hammock

 

The breath in her lungs burn for release

Life without him is hopelessly lonely

When her eyes open to meet the day,

and closes to meet the night she dreams of him and her

laying in the hammock in their backyard

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Tell me what you think!

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Range of emotions here....
each stanza dispalys it...sad ..romance...
superb write :)

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thanks so much!

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

My pleasure :)

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Beautiful, sentimental write. I love the use of the hammock and daydreaming. Great imagery.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful and sad memory. The old places will always hold memories of good days and times. I like the artwork and the story in the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thanks!

[KAREN]

Sad, but has a sense of happiness woven into it, and a sense of peace that can be felt because of the memories shared and remembered in the hammock.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thanks!