~Kim Gamble  to me - February 10, 2012

 "I expect to see verbiage & wit & ol' fashioned erudite lorianne wisdom, should you feel inclined.    Whip us up a poem, love :-)"

well Kim, since you asked...


Flying For Two (for Rita)

Even now
through the din of pain
I remember it all
the music, the laughter
the frayed edge thoughts
of painters and poets

Even now
as I try to explain
what only you could understand
how we dipped and soared
and sometimes tumbled
gliding high above that sea of words

Even now
I can hear the cackle caw of laughter
the chirp and screech of pain
the squawk of call and response...

call and response
even now

These memories, they're like my skin
tattooed with the feathers
of night words spent
trying to imagine flight

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