A Postcard Wave (from Sue to Dave)
©2017 Susan Noyes Anderson
Just jotting down a word or two
to let you know that I love you
and need you, too, if truth were told.
(The bathroom grout is sprouting mold.)
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Just jotting down a word or two
to let you know that I love you
and need you, too, if truth were told.
(The bathroom grout is sprouting mold.)
Love is a shell in golden sand,
a secret in a willing hand,
a piece of beauty worth its keep,
as mighty as the sea is deep.
My love called me a rose.
I’m happy, heaven knows.
And yet, my stem is torn
‘twixt beauty and the thorn.
She loves him with a love profound,
but not that well-expressed.
The sweetness sings inside her heart
but rarely leaves her chest.
“You’re the worst decision I ever made,”
he said. It nearly knocked her dead.
She’d given him her heart so long ago.
She didn’t know how much that gift would cost:
she lost herself. She wasn’t faultless…
Away and away to the black-bottomed sea
sailed her man on a whim and a wave.
“No creature above or below escapes me!”
was the promise his blushing bride gave.
A wedge of years has crept between our hearts,
though we are of an age in days alone.
My waning health your self-esteem disarms,
for you absorb my limits as your own.
Unfair I may be, but I’m not
quite certain of that fact.
It’s hard to be objective when
you judge the way I act.