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Friday, January 30, 2015

Erasing Letters



Her kiss tasted like lavender
and sun surrendering to twilight.
 
He sees her sitting on the edge
of his mirror erasing letters
from her name.
 
Love can no longer spell,
but her face hangs
on a fragile thread
in his memory.

©Susie Clevenger 2015



15 comments :

manicddaily said...

This feels like the memory of someone lost, who can be seen in the mirror--that is, in one's own face--a pretty poignant poem, Susie. K.

Jazzbumpa said...

sweet
pungent
poignant

like lavender

cheers
jzb

Debi Swim said...

but her face hangs on a fragile thread in his memory... that is such a wonderful line.

Hannah said...

"Love can no longer spell..." This entirety is bitter-sweet...excellent, Susie and thank you for joining!

Björn Rudberg said...

So laced with melancholy of a sadness of loss.. Still the smell is the last memory to linger.

blueoran said...

Real love can only be bittersweet, absent and present at once, aching and fulfilled in the same heart. Very nicely done.

Mama Zen said...

This is exquisite, Susie.

Jim said...

Wonderful read here for me, Susie.
The thought of erasing those letters, I couldn't quite imagine. Faintly remembers I think?

"her face hangs on a fragile thread in his memory" clinched it nicely, I have those situations. I try.
..

Kerry O'Connor said...

What an amazing portrait conveyed in a few lines. Vivid and memorable.

Poet Laundry said...

Bittersweet, yes. In just a few words you convey a lifetime. Excellent, Susie.

Kim Nelson said...

Few lines. Great loss. Well done.

Heaven said...

I felt the fragile memories fading ~ Admiring this line: Love can no longer spell ~

Grace

Marian said...

aw! so lovely and loving, but pining. really nice.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Whoa! A brilliant write!

Margaret said...

The sense of smell is so powerful - and the last thing to go as far as memories perhaps… Lovley.

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