- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Trinkets of Remembrance
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Wilted flowers grace the windowsill
Muted color in the fading breeze
Gauzy curtains fray the edges
Paint the morning in pastel shards
Breath held for a moment
Recapture just past the last sigh
Coffee’s magic aroma closes the gap
Daylight slips in under the rug
Daily routine opens welcoming arms
Dreams diminish to forgotten trinkets
Tucked away to be sorted and revisited
When drowsy reflections find the night winds.
7/04
- COMMENTS
sandspikeover 19 years agomostly at night. This is wonderful and real, the way we
hold on and awake to go again, lovely.
flyguy69almost 20 years agothe kids are awake and the house is alive and the weather channel is on and where are my damn keys and....
Wonderful poem, Merry!
Tathagataalmost 20 years agoa few trinkets put away too.
great poem, great subject and very nicely written.
~Breath held for a moment
Recapture just past the last sigh
Coffee?s magic aroma closes the gap
Daylight slips in under the rug~
I Love that verse
Thank you
Syndra Lynnalmost 20 years agoEvery phrase is wonderful, each stanza better than the last. I liked this a lot.
