a summer rain
a giggle in your
sleep
crying, the good kind
the smell of coffee
the first sip
breaking the last of
anything
in
two
giving away the
bigger piece
the end of a good
book
the beginning of it
you,
me,
you,
me
tumble,
taste,
tumble,
taste
mango
tangerine
soil
sand
roots
color
color
color
© 2014 Jennifer
Wagner
10 comments:
A breezy poem..like the cool breeze of summer evening...relaxing and soothing.. :)
….the important things that make us happy. Lovely!
Wonderful!!! and, yes, so down deep: a beautiful piece. Love your writing (to say nothing of your gracious support of mine, over these years) and left a brief message in response to your congrats on my blog. Smiles.
I love the various flavours, isn't life too like this!
Ah the good kind of crying. And is there anything better than that first sip of morning coffee??
three is so much promise in the beginning of a book....and satisfaction hopefully in the end...ah and i love my coffee....this really picks up for me when you shorted the lines the second half....very nice
what a wonderful tumble pictured here. it would be quite easy to get lost in each of these tiny moments...especially when there is someone there to share it with.
Full of sensation. Love it!
cool ~
i could see and feel it all. your poetry is magic..
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