that lives at the corner of your eye
And when i see it
I am reminded of sandboxes and Capri Suns
Soccer fields and junebugs
(and ladybugs and lightning bugs, too, for that matter)
Even though your hair is gone
And laugh lines have carved
deep parentheses around your mouth
There is a certain comfort
knowing the history of that freckle
goes unchanged
despite
the ever-changing landscape
of your face
The prompt for this week over at Theme Thursday was FACE. Go check out some great stuff!
14 comments:
Poignant. Love your writing. I think I said that before. lol
The sentiments expressed are beautiful and the love, obvious. Wonderful poem about a freckle.I love that that freckle has the same appearance though the landscape of her face is ever-changing. Wow! Wish I had a freckle!
http://judyidliketosay.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybe-tomorrow.html
sweet. my favorite kind of love :D
Great expression there -
'laugh lines have carved
deep parentheses around your mouth'.
I really like this. Those last two stanzas are so well worded.
Beautiful. I love the landscape metaphor.
some very good writing has come out of prison as well as mental institutions.
C
Well done :) Imagery and flow is very good.
There is a certain comfort
knowing the history of that freckle
goes unchanged
despite
the ever-changing landscape
of your face
Love it! Sweet tenderness to it!
I'm a freckly heckler by nature, but I will certainly give those little blots of me - and my wrinkles - a lot more respect in the future...!lol
Absolutely precious message written in really good form. Nice job. here is mine:
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/01/mad-tales/
This is so lovely. It touches me at the core as a mother of a darling 4yo boy whose freckle on his cheek is weaving history as I write.
I love this!
"There is a certain comfort" indeed in such love-filled familiarity. Thanks for sharing...
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