Here I am in the garden laughing
an old woman with heavy breasts
and a nicely mapped face
how did this happen
well that's who I wanted to be
at last a woman
in the old style sitting
stout thighs apart under
a big skirt grandchild sliding
on off my lap a pleasant
summer perspiration
that's my old man across the yard
he's talking to the meter reader
he's telling him the world's sad story
how electricity is oil or uranium
and so forth I tell my grandson
run over to your grandpa ask him
to sit beside me for a minute I
am suddenly exhausted by my desire
to kiss his sweet explaining lips.
Absolutely love this unexpected piece of sheer unadulterated joy-in-life poetry! It makes me want to meet the wonderful woman in this poem! ! ! I have to treasure this!
Silly me. I'm in tears. What a perfectly formed piece of writing. I could see this picture so clearly and wanted to step in and smile. This is how poetry should be. Uncontrived, honest, beautifully put, welcoming, intimate and with a twist at the end to gather a smile.
This is the love sitting on the old and bulky branch cooing and oozing love so nice
Sweetest and loveliest poem I ever read. Honesty and Love made this gem.5 Stars TOP Marks. Congrats being chosen by Poem Hunter as The Modern Poem Of The Day
Congratulations for having got the MPOTD. Thank you for sharing
How loveliest said is this poem, so sweetly rendered.5 Full Stars for this lovely poem, a peaceful sphere created in her words and a satisfactorily atmosphere. Thank you for sharing, and most deserving poem chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Modern Poem Of The Day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Just perfect......this sets the scene in my minds eye of my past and future in equal measures.....wonderful...