Only the moon
peeks
at us
climbing
the stairs
to the ski
jump
heart
beating
fasterandfaster
daring
bursting out of me
in nervous
giggles
hiding
my shaking hand
around the neck
of a Michelob
bottle
feeling
you sitting
next to me
closer,
closer.
I lose
myself
in the moon
of your eyes.
22 comments:
The circumstances are different, but this evokes memories of my own past. Thank you for putting a smile on my face as I remember times gone by.
This is wonderful Linda-like Robin says it brings back memories. I love the shaking hand around the neck of the Michelob bottle-that made me smile.
Beautiful! I'm smiling :-) Love that line: "lose myself in the moon of your eyes"
At times this is just what we need to add a spark to life!! I so get this poem, so would all my goddess friends!! Love the honestly behind it! As always you are one of my favorite poets!
Hugs Giggles
wow!!
gorgeous!!!
Linda....love the nervous intimacy of this. Like Robin, your poem evokes sweet memories for me as well.... lovely thoughts!
thank you for your comments on my piece. i appreciate the feedback.
This is simply delightful
Nicely written, almost naughty!
Wonderful poem! I especially loved the "daring/ bursting out of me..." Seldom has a verb made me quite so happy as this one did.
Beautiful. I love the nebulous quality of the poem and then the very solid reality of a Michelob bottle.
Very romantic and quirky!
Perfect romantic nostalgia. Loved it.
I'm with Dar and Robin. Except this made me actually miss those days and maybe even yearn for them to return.
i dont know if its intentional on your part, but i love the "fasterandfaster" line without the spaces.
an intense write
nice and romantic :)
The ski jump to forbidden! You capture so vividly the anxious, wonderful moment.
just beautiful!
Wonderful - it makes me yearn to go back to that first/first with a bottle in hand!
Great job- your use of suspense is especially good.
When I started reading the poem, I took it very differently, more with the outside world but the end made me to realize it is more of inside us. Just loved the way you ended the poem.
As a teacher, I think you can appreciate me saying you rock!
I really enjoy what you do, Linda. Please consider sharing an oldie, overlooked gem at Little Lovin' Monday.
Your poem brings back those days when love was new, the doubts, the insecurities, and that sense of losing a sense of identity "in the moon of your eyes." Lovely!
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