Friday, December 05, 2008

tenderness

it was enough
for the sun
to touch a cloud

with a sudden
blush
rose pink
as the throat
of an abalone shell

enough
to set
a drift of geese
tracing lazy fingertips
across an orange sky

pulling my heart
awake

enough tenderness
to make
time
drop its walking stick

and kneel
beside me

7 Comments:

Blogger Devika Jyothi said...

Full of tenderness, my dear bird...

"enough
tenderness
to make
time drop
its walking stick

and kneel
beside me"

-- very lovely thought :)

Nice one..you know the value of each aspect of character, my dear

love,
devika

Saturday, December 6, 2008 at 1:17:00 PM EST  
Blogger Yes said...

Ah, Devika--your comment makes me happy!
Although I'm not sure what "aspects of character" you are thinking of? But I would like to know, if you want to tell...

Saturday, December 6, 2008 at 10:09:00 PM EST  
Blogger Devika Jyothi said...

Aspects...my naughty bird, see all the poetry here and those commented at mine by you....you will understand :)

let me ask you, what's a woman made of?? not anyway rock, water and air :))

that's enough for now :))

love,
devika

seen the mail..will reply in the day:)

Saturday, December 6, 2008 at 10:14:00 PM EST  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I saw your name on Devika's and I liked it, so well I had to visit. This is so very beautiful, your words create such a loving impression. I like that :)

Sunday, December 7, 2008 at 5:39:00 AM EST  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

It's never enough to read your words...I always want more. Your poetry blows my little pea brain away. Thanks!!

Sunday, December 7, 2008 at 7:11:00 PM EST  
Blogger Yes said...

Pat--I take that as a great compliment, and I am humbled, thank you.
But please spare the brain, we would miss it too much!

Sunday, December 7, 2008 at 11:37:00 PM EST  
Blogger Yes said...

Lorraine--such a beautiful comment! I am so happy you came here, it is a pleasure to meet you!

Sunday, December 7, 2008 at 11:39:00 PM EST  

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