"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Yesterday's Immortality



Come sit in my decay
and we will reminisce
about yesterday’s immortality.

I wish to raise the shades
on my cataract view
to see with clear
blue eyes again.

We once had supple legs--
perky breasts-- flaming hair.

Lust danced with us
until we said yes
and naïve disappeared
in one quick thrust.

I want to recall flight
without broken wings…
skin that was flushed pink…
memories when they
were first written.


©Susie Clevenger 2012
Inspired by The Mag ~ Mag 145






18 comments :

Prince.of.legend said...

Oh wow, this is absolutely stunning. Thank you for sharing.

Len Williams~ Carver said...

Beautiful as your custom :)
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Carrie Burtt said...

A glorious remembrance set to the page Susie!!

Jinksy said...

Sad but powerful...

Tess Kincaid said...

Sensual and lovely...like a dance...

Helen said...

I wish, we once, I want ... those are magic words.

Ella said...

I love this sensuous poem! I miss dancing with lust, lol...
Wonderful Susie....I love it~

Wayne Pitchko said...

sad..lovely indeed....bnicelydone and than ks for sharing

Katherine said...

Bittersweet emotion...beautiful write!

SuyashJ said...

i love bittersweet poems like this

Björn Rudberg said...

Those days.. when we were young... (but for myself I prefer myself today to the shy nerd I was back then)

Kenn Merchant said...

I think this is a wonderful depiction of living through the ages. It is good to look back and enjoy the time spent.

Gillena Cox said...

ah yes we do have to age, dont we; looking back helps to sothe the pain of process

have a nice Tuesday

much love...

Carrie Van Horn said...

I remember this on Susie....I can so relate to the thoughts in this...even more now than before. :-)

Justin Lamb said...

Full of powerful memories of both joy and sadness. Nice writing.

Margaret said...

…memories when they were first written. Sigh - it just doesn't' happen, though. :)

Other Mary said...

Oh my - this is so lovely, poignant.

Jim said...

An interesting decay, Susie.
All of us have experienced most of this which helps us relate to the writer's plight.
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