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Lucinda, throughout the years I have enjoyed listening and taking too heart much of your art – deciding to share of yourself, in such a heartfelt manner causes in me the desire to share
the below is a poem I wrote to my Mother for her birthday – I am sure she would not mind (seeing us from Heaven) that I now share it with you & your other fans & friends
“JUNK DRAWER”
slide open the time capsule
peer at what is, was, and may be
dull finish, glint of light
triggering memories, present to pasta key for a lock, possibly
cents of history shine from crud
screws, nails, tape affixes the ages
needle with thread repairs the soulphoto of youth embracing maturity
edges bent, glossy marred
both frozen, revealing timeless joy
melts the despair, the fatiguedeeper below
discover the ring, simple ‘n scarred
cracker jack lent
your heart surges, rememberingcycles of time plummet then soar
events combines with objects
soothing passages of reality
Destiny fulfilled
The drawer resumes its slumberD.B. Reising
thank you for sharing so much of yourself with so many……
you are most welcome, thank you for the kind remark,
when I finish a poem, it is always with the hope that someone, somewhere, can connect with it, hoping that in some small way, the gathering of words will offer positive emotions to surface and remain firmly in place
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