scribbler
Apr 03, 2017

REUNION

Be assured
now that I've returned
I missed you
......I missed you

Far too many a morning
and day and night
I have been where you are not
but you were not forgot

I recalled and missed
your oh so gentle touch
upon my rough and weathered hide
and even my sparse white hair
( what little is still there )

Your fragrance.....missed
ever changing
from day to day
or even hour to hour
like an ongoing play.

And the way you move
effortlessly through my world.
Your passages betrayed
by grass disturbed
or perhaps a slim frond left swaying.

Even your conversation
often hard to understand,
sometimes the merest whisper
other times a near roar.

But now at last I'm back
and I open my arms
( which seem so inadequet )
so as to embrace once more
the untamed forest wind.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: wellll.........I had a choice between another rhyming poem and this attempt at free verse. So go ahead and let me know how bad of a free verse this is lol..............stan

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost

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Comments

Geezer

I applaud your skill in braiding the rhyme to the free verse. felt a distinct rhythm all the way through.
Not bad! Really pretty damn good! ~ Gee.
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S

Thanks. I can never tell if my forays into free verse are any good. Hmmm....for that matter the same holds true for all my scribbles so I must depend on others' opinions lol.............stan

jane210660

Very much enjoyed.
I thought you were talking to Spring as I read through, but see your perspective.
A lovely, heart warming, uplifting poem. Jx

S

This one is a bit personal as it's about my being able to get out and about after being immobilized for a few months due to knee replacement.Glad you liked it and thanks for the visit..........stan

lovedly

lost in the wind
some where
but where
and
why inadequate
I wonder Stan
you r just 62
a new old age brand
going with the wind
hand in hand

lovedly

lost in the wind
some where
but where
and
why inadequate
I wonder Stan
you r just 62
a new old age brand
going with the wind
hand in hand