Adjectives and Nouns

I loved it when you were learning

And practiced with adjectives at every opportunity

You would frame my face within your hands

And kiss me fiercely before announcing

“Happy kiss”

A kiss that had no special reason, coming as a sample

Proving the glow upon your face was real and marvelous

That you were at home, safe within my heart.

 

I loved your questions that confused me

“Shake hands and say How do you do . . . .

How do you do what?”

And you would wait for an answer with that cute frown

And there was no answer other than “That’s what we say”

“You’re crazy!” she’d respond. “Thank you, you’re welcome!

Welcome?  Welcome to where, to what? 

That’s what you say, right?  English is for crazy people!”

 

You loved autumn above all seasons

Pointing and practicing, “Leaf . . . . bush . . . . torrente . . . .

“Stream,” I’d tell you and you would nod pertly

And repeat, “stream . . . . stream . That’s a pretty word.”

“Sure, and gonorrhea sounds like a South Sea island

English is crazy, remember?”

But you would ignore me and walk on muttering

“Stream . . . . torrente . . . . stream . . . . stream.”

 

That night we sat on the sofa

You with your legs tucked beneath you

And you took my hand with eyes teary bright

“Sometimes,” you said, “I want to lock the door

Never open for anybody.  Food is not important

I just want to stay here, inside this place

Here, beside you, inside your arms

Because I am frightened of everything out there.”

 

Existence was defined by emptiness

Your side of the bed, the chair before me at the table 

The seat belt dangling and your place on the sofa 

Your side of the dresser, your towels on the rack 

Your shampoo and your place to lay out clothes for tomorrow 

Everything was abbreviated and nothing complete 

Because reality knocked at the door

And everything you feared invited us to this moment

Reviews

[David Scott]

You gave me tears tonight Dave. What a memory of love! What a celebration of life! What a fitting tribute to the loss... You gave from a deep part of your soul to write this. You are courageous!
Be well Dr. Dave.

[DrD]

You are appreciated greatly, Dr. Dave. Please visit more often.

[Eve]

Your "memories" light the corners of our minds...a little Barabara Steisand for your morning, or Carly Simons "No body does it better, sometimes I wish someone could"
I know this feeling, but the don't have to do it better, or the same, just wonderful in their own way :) hugs on this one...

[DrD]

Thanks Myth, I anticipate your visits.

[Alisa Js]

Powerful emotion contained and implied by this very well written piece...

I like how you captured a snapshot of reality and shared it with us out here.

Love your work so far...

Alisa;-)

[DrD]

I hope the "so far" doesn't end, Alisa. Thank you.

[Alisa Js]

It won't, I assure you. I have glanced through a lot of your work and must admit that you are certainly one talented writer, extraordinaire!!! This must be my lucky day.. thanks for stopping by! I will most definitely return.

Alisa ;-)

[kimmy]

This was beautiful, made me feel the love. How another person can love another with so much passion and love is just amazing. I wouldnt know what to do without my husband. He has been my rock through so much in my life and this is the love I can feel towards him.
You have done amazing job with this, it was beautiful, and I just loved it:)

[DrD]

Thank you, Kimmy for reading and wanting to be my friend

[kimmy]

No problem, that was an amazing poem :) Glad to meet you:)

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces
All day and through
In that small cafe
The park across the way
The children's carrousel
The chestnut trees
The wishing well

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way

I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you

I'll be seeing you
In every lovely summer's day
In everything that's light and gay
I'll always think of you that way

I'll find you in the morning sun
And when the night is new
I'll be looking at the moon
But I'll be seeing you

[DrD]

Billie Holliday

[PP]

Brought a tear or two in my eyes, your words of unconditional love! This poem is so alive with things that she said, can feel her presence with every inch of this poem. How so lovely x

[DrD]

Thank you, Prathama. She would have liked you.

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

I still say good night ....


Sorry David, too many tears to type anything else ..



Hugs .... J. xx

[DrD]

I still wait for an answer

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

xxx J.