Fragile

brown eyed girl
warm chocolate melting
soft curl a fountain
tickles on her left ear
a tumble of summer cornfield
half smile from a white cotton pillow
sheet turned down
three days in
how long this piece of string
blue curtains tremble
roller coaster heartbeat
another day passes
pawns in waiting
breathe a sigh of relief
half baked peace
family ghosts whisper

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

Like a song I read, looks very different poem compared with other one of yours. Great . Keep it up. Very talented

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for noticing a different type of composition Arundass. Pleased you enjoyed their music read.

Chris

[Soren]

Most beautiful images used in this poem. It sparkles with sunlight, and yet has a feel of fragility, hopes, fears And a sense of uncertainty. There are many great lines in this poem all short, leaving the reader with many emotions. Very nicely penned.

[Chris Shaw]

I appreciate very much your encouraging review Soren. Thank you so much.

Chris

[Joli Dy]

Beautifully poignant and wistful. Masterful hand in metaphor: "a tumble of summer cornfield" took my breath away. This... This is written with a depth of love and a gentle hand. It is fragile and strong. It is breath and memory. It is everything.

[Chris Shaw]

Thankful for the lovely and encouraging review you left Joli. Much appreciated.

Chris

[Marie]

A poignant, but very descriptive write from your poetic pen, dear Chris. The veil between the earth plane and Spirit is quite thin this time of year and from time to time, family Spirits whisper to us. Lovely work, Chris! Thank you for sharing...

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks for stopping by Marie, and leaving your kind comment. Have a good evening.

read moreMany thanks for stopping by Marie, and leaving your kind comment. Have a good evening.

Chris

[Marie]

Most welcome, dear Chris.
Wishing you a very nice evening too. Enjoy!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh my, I have a feeling of what inspired this...you made this so poetically beautiful but so poetically sad as well.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Yes my friend, you do know what inspired this. Thank you so much j.

Chris

[MCS]

Beautiful read dear poet. somehow the whispers get louder this time of year....

[Chris Shaw]

Aye, you are right there dear MCS. Thank you so much for stopping by.

Chris

[MCS]

I have missed your word.