When grey, mother-angry clouds
chase off sun-seething taunts,
leaves wiggle and cheer
expecting a cool afternoon bath.
No soap to get in their eyes, nor
cotton covered fingers
shoved in tiny dark holes,
hiding whispered secrets
only you and I know...
Originals are better than remakes.
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- Pat Paulk
- 2009! 57 years ago in April I was a 2# squealing baby boy. Got a wonderful tan in an incubator. Made friends with plastic tubing, needles and tape. All of which I have zero recollection. I've been well watered and fertilized over the years, and grown quite ripe. Plastic tubing, needles and tape are catalysts for flashbacks without the buzz. Enjoy!
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16 comments:
Beautiful imagery. I like it.
Nice!!!
Oh! You are causing me to reflect on what weather may cross the sky of my own face at times.
I absolutely love this pat!
Beautifully done.
stunning imagery! i love it!
very good. leaves us hanging
Hanging from where? A shower rod?? :):):)
Pat, I read this poem in the morning, and couldn't think of an adequate comment. Nothing seemed just right. So I just want you to know I read this.
Another great one !
"Pat-style" imagery...nice as always
sounds like a bath that wasn't for cleaning anything...haha....those can be fun too.
Thanks Paul!! its good to be encouraged by someone like you!
Have a great week end Pat!
love the vicarious intimacy of this
lovely poem it makes me see it all and share the secret
yes yes yes!! Wonderful.
Thanks Don!!
Thank you Medusa!!
MB, as a loving, caring mother, I'm sure it's not always sunny!!
Thank you QNT!!
Thank you Polona!!
Some kinds of hanging aren't bad. Thank you Ruthanne!!
AA, always glad to have you reading!!
Thank you Margie!!
Shyamalee, with my bad eyesight, my best vision is creative. Thank you!!
Best kind Nea!!
Neers, your site was a pleasure to visit. Thank you for woming by and commenting!!
Margie, I did, I hope you did too!!
Floots, some things are best lived vicariously. That's my story anyway. Thanks!!
Sue, secrets are always best shared. Thank you!!
Makes me want to light up a cigarette, and I haven't done that in 25 years. Thank you Pris!!!
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