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| Jacek Yerka, 2011 |
The Distance
When she slips her wakeful thoughts
and they fall to the floor –
I set her adrift to float the night
She is unaware
I am the keeper of longings.
Nightly, I place them under her head,
furtive and hopeful
To the east, sun pools on a table
where he opens his morning papers and makes
them smooth. His palms press a cup of tea, and steam
travels along his chest, his neck, his chin, his mouth.
Eyes downward, he places on the vast water between
them a simple dream: Here she is awake, with him,
and he wanders tender slopes and sudden valleys
that invite him to stay.
I will moor these imaginings
on her pillow when it has once again cooled.
- K a t h l e e n K i m b a l l - B a k e r, 2 0 1 5
Inspired by Tess Kinkaid's Magpie Tales, a blog dedicated to the enjoyment of poets and writers, for the purpose of honing their craft, sharing it with like-minded bloggers, and keeping their muses alive and well.
16 comments:
In a word, beautiful...
What a beautiful poem...just like a dream.
Beautiful!
This is lovely and sensual. Really enjoyed it. :-)
romantic ...lovely!
Love the image of him smoothing the morning paper...good stuff...
I love the thought of the secret keeper of longings.. very sweet.
Thank you, Berowne. Much appreciated.
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Thank you so much, Sun Bloom.
So kind of you to take a look.
BTW: I've jumped ship to WordPress for my forays into poetry. Stop by sometime:
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Thank you, Gail. It's inspired by a dream.
I sure appreciate you stopping by.
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Oh, I'm so glad to hear that, Elena Sands.
Thank you so much for reading it.
BTW: I've jumped ship to WordPress for my forays into poetry. Stop by sometime:
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Oh, good, Sandra. That was the effect I was going for.
Thank you so much for reading it and commenting. Means so much to me to hear from other poets, not that I'm ready to call myself a poet.
BTW: I've jumped ship to WordPress for my forays into poetry. Stop by sometime:
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Thanks, Tess. That one took a while to get it to something I liked.
So thanks so much for noticing!
BTW: I've jumped ship to WordPress for my forays into poetry. Stop by sometime:
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Brudberg: I am so delighted to hear your comment.
I'm thinking the keeper of longings may be a bit like the tooth fairy, only far better!
Thanks so much for reading it!
BTW: I've jumped ship to WordPress for my forays into poetry. Stop by sometime:
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Sandra: I'm so pleased you found it romantic.
One never knows what is romantic to others, right?
Very grateful you stopped by to read.
BTW: I've jumped ship to WordPress for my forays into poetry. Stop by sometime:
Same name, different address: https://kathleenkimballbaker.wordpress.com/
The keeper of longings.
I like that.
=)
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