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I had gotten up for I had hit the floor. My eye sight was blurry. I was at indy doing the 500. I had forgotten about humble, and what was meek. 50 years ago today, was the first time. I had gotten my first kiss, on the cheek. I will never forget that day dang nab it. Cause after that day, I formed a new habit. Yee ha before I knew it, I was called paw. Time has flown by, since then with out a miss. As I sit in this rocking chair and reminisce I bet you remember your first kiss. It's like a long lasting, frozen moment preserved stare. Just the thought of it my heart still races. The smell of her hair, the touch of her lips. A memory frozen in time, well preserved in me ol mind. Ye may wonder why I sit on the creaky porch. With a blank expression and wind blown hair. It's because I am there In a well preserved stare. |
This is a lovely poem of a precious moment captured for eternity in your mind. Memories are wonderful because you can always go back to a time in life and remember the experience. You can daydream anytime you want, and relive special moments in life everyday. This poem made me smile. I too, remember this first in my life. It is an unforgettable experience and feeling and reading this brought me back to that time. It is wonderful that reading a poem can generate a reflection of my own experience and that is what this has done for me. Thank you. I think this poem is very well written and expressed and the imagery here really gives the reader a feel for this moment. Nice work. take care. Lorna ![]() | Posted on 2006-06-27 00:00:00 | by lmz | [ Reply to This ] | An adorable memory, one that most of us remember with a smile. I am at a loss as to why you used some of the words in this piece, such as 'yee ha'. Your grammar is interesting to say the least. Neverthless, it was a good read, I look forward to more. | {Kate} | Posted on 2006-06-24 00:00:00 | by Jester_Gesture | [ Reply to This ] | wow, that's... wow. it's beautiful. So full of passion to the point where I can feel it too. My condolences on your loss. I can relate so much to this. looking at it from a birds eye view this would seem really scatter-brained, but looking deeper, walking through the forest other than flying over it, just makes us realise just how true that is and how often a situation and mindframe like this occurs. I didn't quite get the connection between the poem and the title though. This seems like something almost everyone thinks but no one takes the time to write or express and I thank you for doing so | | Posted on 2006-06-23 00:00:00 | by bosse22 | [ Reply to This ] | Not bad, I liked the slant rhyme...it really made it quick and easy to read. I think everyone remembers their first kiss..I'm having trouble seeing how its like a preserved stare though. I'll come back and read this one and see if it makes sense to me later. | | Posted on 2006-06-23 00:00:00 | by LadyChaos | [ Reply to This ] | |