Friday, December 5, 2008

Poem for Today...

Kissing Corners

Tasting the corners of your mouth,
Holding your upturned face in my hands,
But softly,
One dark palm on each side,
Like a California beach ball.

Your eyes are closed,
Small wrinkles around the edges,
I want to flatten them with my kisses.

Your lips are open,
And you are trying to breathe,
But you don't remember how.

Dec 2008


bigD said...

Hello Army Poet,
I liked your poem. How did you get to be such a good poet? Did the Army teach you that? Take care.

We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person. ~W. Somerset Maugham

"Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart, but flows from one which is loved."
~ Christopher Paul Rubero

Anonymous said...

Army Poet -
Just found your blog and read back through your old posts. At one point you wrote that the day-to-day details of your life probably weren't that interesting. On the contrary; the details you share with us (the color of the sun, the sparrows, the way you feel about your brother soldiers) are invaluable to civilians like me who have never been where you are, physically or emotionally. Thank you for sharing yourself.