Saturday, 15 August 2009

Bright Star

Love’s not bright and constant

but only cheese on toast;

a little glance,

returning nod,

a cup of tea, a smile, a nudge

 

and sometimes, like a closing door,

it needs a push before it turns and groans

and opens to the garden.

 

Another thing:

the gaps

 

between the cheese, the tea, the toast and sunny laughter

- they also matter -

 

because it’s there, right there, that you remember to remember.

And do, indeed, remember.

 

25 comments:

  1. So touching... few words, really meaningful!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Yes, yes...the cracks, the spaces, the gaps. All of the tiny things, absolutely. Thank you, I'm seeing it in a different light & it's right. Almost forgot. I remember now

    ReplyDelete
  3. all those things
    those seemingly normal
    little things

    ReplyDelete
  4. Thank you, nAncY.

    I am covered by the shadow of His wings.

    ReplyDelete
  5. My BH is such a cheese on toast type, so this resonates.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Just wonderful. Enjoyed this one.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Aw ~ yes remembering is part of the healing ~ why did I love u ~ how did we share our love ~ what kinds of care/love & how we took care of each other throughout each ordinary & incredible day! Thank I for your poem especially on Valentine Day!

    ReplyDelete
  8. This poem exemplifies the best bits of what love truly is.

    ReplyDelete
  9. I really really love this poem...it's therapeutic.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Aww, so true and beautifully written.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Simple yet beautiful.

    ReplyDelete
  12. Simply written, beautifully expressed!

    ReplyDelete