Trousers

Jeans, Pants, Blue Jeans, Textiles
Pixabay

These are not trousers

A thing to merely wear

They are the expression of love

Of deep concern and care

I did not see the need for them

They were not a thing requested

But they were bought for me all the same

That I would not be neglected

Oh what a gift of foresight

As other garments met their fate

As I took them from my drawer

Memories they did stir

Of how they were given on that day

As a token of love by her

These are not trousers

Something that I wore

These are the fabric of love

And oh – so much more


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dVerse – Poetics: Object Poems

My late wife had the uncanny ability to take care of my material needs, even when I could not see them. This prompt allowed me to recall the day recently, when I was forced to retire some tried and true clothes, to find that I was not in need of going out to replace them, because she had purchased some of my favourite brands before her death. I told her at the time it wasn’t necessary, as I had plenty. Little did I know.

Comfort Never Puerile

Mother, Woman, People, Kid, Baby, Child, Hug, Love
Pixabay

The comfort

Of a loved one’s hugs

Is never a puerile thing –

Though a parent’s arms

May memories of childhood’s

Peace and tranquillity bring.

And a lover’s warm embrace

An adult world can help you –

Bravely face –

Moments united against all fears

Their cheek against your face


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Prompt’s: Student’s word of the day – Puerile

Fandango’s FOWC with Fandango — Comfort

Have

Mama, Children, Dance, Fun, Family, Baby
Pixabay

They say there are the haves

And yet others that have yachts

Then there are the most of us

That are the have nots

But if that is the way we measure our net wealth

Aren’t we devaluing things like love and our good health?

Look at your children as they go about their play

Do they know you love them at the end of the day?

It isn’t about the computer screens,

Or the toys with which they play

It is hearing your encouragement,

And feeling the security within the home where they stay

It need not be a mansion, or stately manor vast

It just needs to be a loving home,

In which that love does last


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Where Are The Flowers?

Photo by Kristina Paukshtite on Pexels.com

Where has that rose-scent – heady gone?

Has it dried and blown away?

Leaving just the husks left behind –

Like from Miss Havisham’s wedding day?

Or have they been picked with bright intent –

And now with tears – gone far away?

Like the blooms of which Pete Seeger sang

On tombstones now displayed

Where has that rose-scent – heady gone?

May they fresh in your vase be found –

Each day with enduring and pure emotion

And may you with your loved one dwell

Roses a symbol of an undying devotion

 

 

 

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Photo Challenge #323

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Shoulder

Despair, Sad, Hands, Face, Hood, Cry, Person, Woman

Pixabay

When feelings long buried – towards the surface climb

When dark and painful memories – their ugly heads rear

When emotions overwhelming – from within you explode

Remember peace and comfort are for you – ever near

 

There is for you – One – who unlike any other –

All of these burdens – will help you bear

And there are among your sisters and your brothers

Those who will bestow their love, and show you that they really care

 

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Her Every Command

Desert Fox, Fennec Fox, Zoo, Animal, Small, Ears

Image by WagnerAnne from Pixabay 

“Honey do” and Honey don’t

Every word – to be obeyed

Even if contradictory

Leaving you dismayed

 

You may think you’ve heard it all before

Same old thing – on another day

Have you listened close enough

To think why it might be that way?

 

Listen carefully – Don’t just hear

Find the meaning in the things she may say

Her words may not be about the things you do

But in how you understand, and love each day

 

Padre

 

Nocturnal Call

Birds, Love, Couple, Owl, Romance, Line Art, Animals

Pixabay

ToWitt, Towitt comes the nocturnal cry

Then waiting for partner’s distant reply

Voice heard and understood,

Though but single phrase echos in the wood

The pair thus linked, no words they need

For they are bound together in heart and deed

 

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Lovebirds

Pigeon, Love, Kiss, Romance, Bill, Coo, Bird, Affection

What are lovebirds?

Is that a thing?

Is it only that couple –

That together – Coo and sing?

Is it those who

In tandem take to wing?

No,

While such things are cute and sweet

A lovebird is so much more – A deeper thing 

Fulfilling hopes,

The other’s needs to meet

True lovebirds are there

For each other

Through all that life’s journey may bring

 

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FOWC with Fandango — Lovebirds

Reflection

Makeup, Makeup Brushes, Makeup Set

Pixabay

Your head resting upon my shoulder

A fleeting smile and suggestive wink

Caresses upon a summer’s eve

Your clutter above the bathroom sink

These things I long for –

To name but very few –

What I am trying to say –

Is in the end that I miss you.

 

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: End a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “I miss you”