Monday, June 25, 2012

reunion

We gave in that day
to laughter
long and delicious,
not at all our usual
smile-then-back-to-business.
No...

We lifted up a rare and
precious music
together surrendering to
simple delight
as the canopy of green spilled
innocence down in droplets
of blessing.

But walls that had so long contained
my spirit, built stone by stone
of remembered pain,
mortared with shadows and secrets
by long labor of my own hands,
fell away
some way
in this Sharing.

Startled, my smile began to falter…

In that moment,

I saw you

for the first time
in years

and my heart swelled
to sudden pain,
unaccustomed
to the light.

4 comments:

christopher said...

My Best Memory

You looked down into
tropic water, that one time
in all our last days,
in the tropic sun
off the bright rocky shoreline
to the east of us.
Your usual face
came up changed from forty two
to twelve just like that
as you gasped your joy.

Jonnia Smith said...

Hello, Christopher! I love that you respond with poetry of your own!

"from forty two to twelve just like that" Yes.

Jennifer Ruth Jackson said...

Beautiful!
What do you do when you're not writing? You stay away for so long!

JCM said...

"Startled, my smile began to falter…

In that moment,

I saw you

for the first time
in years

and my heart swelled
to sudden pain,
unaccustomed
to the light."

I have been a fan from the first line you graced me with on myspace. I love when your heart ink spills raw and genuine to a page that resonates so completely with my own. That last stanza is superb... the depth of it still resounds as I write this comment. It is good to read you again :)

Curt