Son - - If You Could See Poem by Richard Provencher
Son - - If You Could See
me now. This wrinkled flesh,
all the mis-steps
in my slurring dialogue
and the shirt,
missed buttons setting me up
for a chuckle or two -
my gait unsteady as I
cross a sidewalk or three.
This memory in flashes,
on newsprint where phrases
blend between the ink
and I take the train
to where the sun
promises a-shine forever.
Monday, August 25, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: aging
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My poem explains a scenario of aging, wrinkled flesh, walking and memory. Planting these themes in a collection of thoughts portrays my message - - to always look for the sunshine.
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