Holes, Lint, Kisses And Other Keepsakes

Every great oak tree started out as a couple of nuts who stood their ground. - Thoreau

from afar

i blew you a kiss

you caught it and stuffed it deep down into your pocket

but that pocket had a hole

i suppose i could blow you another

but that hole goes clean down through your soul

you only lose what you don't miss

Author's Note

“Love is no individual’s experience; and though we are imperfect mediums, it does not partake of our imperfection; though we are finite, it is infinite and eternal...” - Thoreau

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

I've been watching the "Smallville" series about the young superman and feeling so frustrated that the beautiful Lana can't get Clark to call her his girlfriend or even kiss her. He obviously wants to. She wants him to, but nothing she does can get him to commit to her, and they both end up losing. That's what this poem made me think of. Going further and applying it to real life, it seems so sad when someone blows kisses in a futile effort to win another over. It's too much like fishing.

[Pete]

you got the gist. everyone looks for love in their life. not an easy thing. it takes the "right" bait to fish successfully but nothing beats what the fish naturally seek. a hook can be a surprise on both ends. thank you for sharing thoughts sd - appreciated.

[Betty Hermelee]

Love is where it is placed, though sometimes it is misplaced and does not reach someone’s heart….love is not always a commitment… it can slip through the cracks…. This is beautifully structured poem with a message
Warmly, B

[Pete]

thanks b. i guess nothing worthwhile is easy as well it shouldn't be.

[Betty Hermelee]

Amen to that! Always🌷
Warmly, B

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous. I love this one.

[Pete]

thank you twc.

[Ken Simm.]

Classic, witty and quite frankly lovely. Thats what I think.

[Pete]

your kind thoughts and time are appreciated. have a great day.