|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
for you (a picture is a memory, really)
Contributed by
painted_echos
on
Friday, 19th September 2003 @ 02:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
|
note - i met my first love/infatuation when i was 17. and went out for a while, then again when i was 24 for another while. well, i got in touch with him again last year. i’m on the west coast, he on the east. and last month, i went to visit him (both of us single again).
we had not seen each other in twenty years! and as usual, my camera remained dormant, so i wrote some pictures:
running from the rain, watching it fall behind me
like yesterday, with you
on a river, surrounded by shades of green in a blue gray sky.
i see those colors in your eyes now.
we outran the rain this time, but all those years ago, we never did.
sheltered under some old abandoned stall, we’d wait it out, then go again.
i liked that place, your house on the river, built up on stilts, was
tucked away in the trees, a
big front veranda overlooking the water, and windows all around, the
cardinals attacking their own reflections
and the shower underneath the house, for rinsing off, and
well…other stuff, your boat was right off your yard, like now, good for you.
and i remember the scent of the river, and the rich dark ground
and the trees, in the mornings
i swear i could smell the color green, i miss it you know
all that green, and the water.
but it’s here, all along the banks, that particular shade of green.
and here, like yesterday, running from the rain feels good.
can’t say i’ve ever done, what i did while boating through the inner harbor, in the open and bright of day... but i liked it.
be it me or me and rumdum, so dizzy, oh shit, my head, you felt it too, what a price to pay
for having a damn good time.
glad you didn't fall off the boat in the dark, securing it from the unexpected rain.
i think that breakfast did us some good, though my memory’s kinda foggy there.
i'd never been on a zodiac either, seemed the closer we got to the shore, the
more it looked like home, a
whole year on a tank of gas, that’s either very cool, or you’re putting me on
why would anyone swim in australia.
and i like the music loud, a beer in my hand or a rumdum, always that way on the water.
oh yes, and to answer my question, when you sleep on the boat, it rocks.
and i hadn’t seen a firefly in years, never seen an osprey or its nest, certainly never
three white ducks eating dog food.
saw rabbits, deer and humming birds, mallards and canadian geese.
no water mocassins, that’s good.
though, there was that phantom stick, the one that got you, then headed off towards shore.
i liked that quaint old covered bridge, as well the river it crossed, would be nice to walk its bank.
and shaded by wisteria, the deck was lovely, the neighbor guys so different, but they fit, and
god, your son looks so much like you.
i agree, don’t ever take the soot off of that olympic torch, find a way to seal it, even.
it is both rare and a memory’s treasure.
you know, it’s nice to visit someone who can make a pot of coffee, californians can’t, oh
and the moon was full, i got to see a sudden rainstorm, and the company was quite good.
(no insult to the aussies i hope…we’d been talking about crocodiles! californians and coffee…sorry, i’m from louisiana where the coffee’s strong. of course, californians may compare it to sludge - a matter of perspective!)
Copyright ©
painted_echos
... [
2003-09-19 02:25:00]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: for you (a picture is a memory, really)
(User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on
Friday, 19th September 2003 @ 02:36:33 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| You certainly expressed so well, your beautiful memories onto canvas with your "painted_echos" of times past..Absolutely lovely and very serene in its wording. |
|
|
Re: for you (a picture is a memory, really)
(User Rating: 1 )
by OpalDragon on
Friday, 19th September 2003 @ 02:52:42 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
a true tapestry of memories, a work of art
OD |
|
|
Re: for you (a picture is a memory, really)
(User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on
Friday, 19th September 2003 @ 06:48:35 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| great story, Crow |
|
|
Re: for you (a picture is a memory, really)
(User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Friday, 19th September 2003 @ 08:26:13 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| this is cool... I enjoyed it |
|
|
Re: for you (a picture is a memory, really)
(User Rating: 1 )
by Merry on
Saturday, 20th September 2003 @ 07:33:50 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
beautiful - i enjoyed every word and felt like you were showing me pictures of your visit and telling about it all at the same time.
wonderful free verse
merry |
|
|
Re: for you (a picture is a memory, really)
(User Rating: 1 )
by Tanna on
Thursday, 2nd October 2003 @ 12:35:10 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
I feel like you've just showed me your life, via pictures, via words. Amazing!
~T |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
