I was thinking about your
breath before you brush your teeth,
I love it.
It reminds me of simple, beautiful things,
like, streams flowing gently over
moss-covered rocks, and puppies at
about three weeks old, right before
they open their eyes, the way they
wiggle around with their ears pasted
to their heads, blind to the world.
Soft plump bellies full of
Mother's milk. But I think most
of all, it reminds me of home,
a home with love and laughter,
and books and plants.
Classical music and sunlight-bending
through half-open windows.
It warms hearts and hands and
hours and days, that slip
away far too soon.
It reminds me of feathers and flight,
and babies--clocks ticking, pages turning,
and life--hard, fast, short, beautiful life.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 27th, 2024 14:29
- Comment from author about the poem: Check out my you tube channel where I read this poem and others from my recent book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, available on Amazon.com
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Comments5
Breath equals life, another stunner my friend. 🌹 Your imagery full of life
Thank you, Teddy. Much appreciated.
Those wonderful memories come from many varied places Thomas.
Andy
Yes, they do. Thanks for commenting.
Good write T.
Will you do as I did? Not breathe for 24 hours, and so save the planet some air. I did it but didn't feel well after it. Eh? lol.
Thanks for reading.
A great poem, Thomas, again some fantastic imagery. Just brilliant.
Thank you, Tom. Much appreciated.
All of the endearing charms and beauty of simple things beloved, with one gentle breath, senses heightened and memories swarm. This poem likens to wrapping ones self in a soft, comfy blanket and daydreaming. Beautiful!
Thank you so much.
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