For a Boy I Once Loved

Your freckles were dandelion seeds,

Blown with the tender breath of a child out of school,

Come to land on the first pretty thing they see.

Your voice was the buzzing of bees,

A low thrum echoing against milkweed and daisies,

Reminding me I am alive.

Your eyes were sapphires,

Were bluebirds come to sing,

Were forget-me-nots I always remembered.

Were blue buttons that had been sewn into my voice,

Each sentence of mine leaving behind 

A bit of something about me you had helped hold together.

You were as pale as baby's breath,

But when you blushed,

My oh my, what a rose you were.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

for only just beginning to write poetry ..you have an established "voice" that i see ... there is a maturity in these youthful musings ... young love well written says i ... emotive ..innocent and pure .. L 1 & 2 for me are so compelling ... i am freckled even to this day and dreamed of a girl with love like that to find me ;) lots of imagery .. original like "....sapphires where blue birds come to sing" (i think you mean where instead of "were") closing is so cool!! we so need this young girls first love in this hard world today ... would that such honesty would pervade all aspects of our lives eh!? ... your poem drew me in ... nice one!
E.

[Chris]

Kelly is a good one and doesn't impress easily. Thought-full and emotive write.

[Kelly Scheppers]

You have more than a few palpable lines here that are beautifully expressed. And your closure about took my breath away!

[Phill Oz O'fee]

First love - always remembered - an now - immortalised in your creative poetical homage to a 'once was' experience ... beautiful read and lovely write ... :-)