Thank goodness you found me -
dehydrated, flat, suffering
from a homesickness,
I didn't realize was for you.
I slipped from the page into your lap,
You kissed the sleep from my eyes,
unpressed papery petals
with elsewhere hands,
watched me bloom.
tk, from my second chapbook "Unpressed"
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Thank goodness you were found!ReplyDelete
reminds me of those pressed flowers kept in a book..for safekeeping..so glad it found new life..ReplyDelete
You were found:)ReplyDelete
Interesting and delightful read. Greetings!ReplyDelete
Visiting down south , are we ?ReplyDelete
love this- especially the last line!ReplyDelete
Elsewhere hands ~~~ sigh. This is lovely, Tess.ReplyDelete
nice ...romantic !ReplyDelete
Like a security blanket he covered me. Lol! Lovely Tess! Big hug!ReplyDelete
lovely, lovely poem. Not sure why I liked this one so much. But given the expressions on my face...its evident that I do.ReplyDelete
"Homesickness for you" - yessss.ReplyDelete
mmmm...winter faded...totally gorgeous xReplyDelete
awww crisp, enamored and totally good take. Cheers!ReplyDelete
Such soft and lovely imagery, Tess. Love this!ReplyDelete