VisualsA Poem by Arly ParentYour love/laugh/smile is like visual sound The crinkle in the corner of your lips is the sound of the quickened thumping of my heart The twinkle in your eye is the silence in my soul as I wonder if fortune can truly be this kind The curve of your hand in mine is the subtle patter of young feet, our children who will love you, mommy, forever. The flash of your teeth is quiet rustling of the winter roses at the heart of our wedding--two stems intertwined-- nuzzling petals blown by the wind Two symbols of life that will never fade. Your fingertips are...the sound of my quickened breath because now and for all time you make me anxious. --You are-- a vision of beauty and the sound of a world I want to embrace the sound of a world I never want to change or leave © 2012 Arly Parent |
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Added on November 4, 2012 Last Updated on November 5, 2012 AuthorArly ParentLantana, FLAboutThere's nothing about me. I play with pauses as well as silence. I write words, assign meanings and junk, and play with a language that might be as much my own as another. I don't know. more..Writing
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