her face

A Poem by dan

a tribute to my love Dee...a repost

her face

her facial picture smeared like clear tan clay,

painted like a mannequin that dances out to play;

spun into expressions of sporadic disarray,

and left undone to catch the sun

and wish the world away.

liquid looks from whispered, crystal eyes,

dripping down to hardened ground where all the fossils die;

a glance before the dove begins to fly

toward the new unblemished dew

she views with bright surprise.

the faceless man arrives and starts arranging all the blocks,

voicing wry opinions that the kid so cruelly mocks;

kicking all the toys toward the box,

he gives a wave toward the grave

that holds his heart and all its locks.

as he permits his castle-dreams to fade, like warming mist,

she glides into his spectrum lightly, risking to be missed;

all his feelings balled up like a trembling, sweaty fist,

her loving face, her deep embrace...

his heart, his fate…her kiss.

Music: "The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face," by Roberta Flack

© 2015 dan

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Kelly Scheppers

How wonderful THIS must make her feel! You are a true poet, Dan...just beautiful!

Posted 10 Years Ago

10 Years Ago

Kelly, This is actually a repost from when I first joined WC in January. Only you and one other pers.. read more

springtao

this is very cool ! enjoyed the flow and the feel mucho mas

Posted 10 Years Ago

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the read/review. I appreciate you taking the time to visit and look around. ta.. read more

Maja

I honestly don't know how you're able to make it sound so smooth when read aloud. Also, I like how the contrast is so apparent. With her face, it was described as something gentle and filled with life, while the faceless man felt gray to me and dead compared to colorful image that "her face" conjured. What;s your favorite line in the poem? :)