Monday, April 11, 2011

FaCiNg YoU

There is a freckle
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:

Lena said...

Poignant. Love your writing. I think I said that before. lol

Judy Roney said...

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

littlekhargosh said...

sweet. my favorite kind of love :D

deep said...

Great expression there -
'laugh lines have carved
deep parentheses around your mouth'.

Mr. Walker said...

I really like this. Those last two stanzas are so well worded.

glh said...

Beautiful. I love the landscape metaphor.

Cadan Henry said...

some very good writing has come out of prison as well as mental institutions.

C

septembermom said...

Well done :) Imagery and flow is very good.

beccagivens said...

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!

Lena said...

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

Kim Nelson said...

Absolutely precious message written in really good form. Nice job. here is mine:
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/01/mad-tales/

Belinda said...

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.

Letters From Home said...

I love this!

thepoetryoflife said...

"There is a certain comfort" indeed in such love-filled familiarity. Thanks for sharing...