the pecans i buy
are not for me,
can’t justify a price tag
like that on myself
but when i see them
on the grocery store shelves
where the star bucks baristas
know me by name
all i think about is you
pecan sandies, mostly
but it goes good with pumpkin, too
and i know you’d agree
and i think about all these
things i have baked for you,
like trying to fill that hollow place
in both of us with sustenance
will make that darkness
a little less oppressive
who’s to say it won’t?
and there must be something holy
in the flour dusted on my black shirt,
hot oven in an even hotter kitchen
when you asked me so sweetly
for something i had never made before
and how am i supposed to say no
how could i?
and you weren’t mine to love,
much less fall in love with
but, just the same,
that’s not something i can bring
myself to regret
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Author:
Boaz Priestly (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 21st, 2021 01:41
- Category: Letter
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Comments3
This is simply beautiful
'and there must be something holy
in the flour dusted on my black shirt'
Such wonderful imagery
&
'and you weren’t mine to love,
much less fall in love with
but, just the same,
that’s not something i can bring
myself to regret'
Makes me cry a little bit as I'm feeling something similar.
xx
Thank you so much for reading my work and your compliments! This is sort of a last hurrah to being in love with my pirate friend for an embarrassingly long amount of time. I am flattered that those stanzas resonated with you so much.
Dear Boaz,
A wonderful piece of writing.
You’ve masterfully captured
unconditional love with your pen…
(pun intended).
Bravo 🙌🏻
Never regret a love…unconditional and/otherwise.
Thank you for sharing your amazing work.
Laura🌻
Thank you for the compliments, and the pun!
You’re welcome.
I don’t see unrequited love in your tales of the captain, only an understanding that the bard and he share.
This one is very tender and heartwarming. No regrets in matters of the heart. “Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” comes to mind.
Oh, it’s not unrequited between the characters of the captain and the bard at all!
With me and my pirate friend, a little more so. Not that I regret being in love with him for so long. Got some damn good poetry out of it.
Always good to hear from you, my friend!
“damn good poetry” indeed! It’s been a fascinating story to follow.
Always good to read your work. It’s refreshing to read something so original.
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