Want to share, it's gd 4 the head & soul.
My cup was overflowing. I was very pleased with life. Said a prayer of thanks. Started some research needed 2 do when Google intruded. What? That magnificent poem of mine that I thought was rejected—— & it hurt, but I just went on & posted it on FB where it looked really good, although nobody seemed to notice, but I knew it was there & was feeling great about it.—— But NO, it had been published!!!!!!! YES, & by what I consider one of the BEST LITERARY sites ever created!! Plus Claudia Ricci, the Editor, had enhanced it with one of her excellent paintings. Check it out, Can you believe it? at www.MyStoryLives.blogspot.com and enjoy. My cup runneth over.
Can you believe it?
The stomach hangs
the gut retrieves
the heart skips a beat
the tongue still spills
the words of yesteryears
the message lost
the now not what it was
the young man not
the man today in here
the bags under the eyes
the sadness lurks behind
the glasses that cover
the once bright blue eyes
the woman also not
the girl he knew hidden by
the thick waist
the dry, pale skin
the bags.under the eyes
the lines in skin that was
the freshness, suppleness in
the memory only fresh
the long years
the body punished but
the heart that now skips a beat
the heart is young still
the one that whispers
the heart that,cries out
the words of love that
the. lad caught and held
the one who smiled with
the fresh, moist lips
the one without grey or
the lines that confuse
the one she ran off with while
the glasses hide his tears.*
Thnk U, Camincha
