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. . . Old, Rocky Ledge

Kenneth has a taste for abstract/prose poetry as well as the comical side of life. 23-years of writing for a newspaper has served him well.

Fritzi Brunette.

Fritzi Brunette.

I stand, again, one of many times, old, rocky ledge

High, dangers in song. I finally heard them all.

Looking at breath. No past life, no safe haven or hedge.

She's only a glimpse away--old, rocky ledge.

Years you and I talked when I soaked your tears


Days? Nights? All dim. Just you, old, rocky ledge.

She touched me without knowing my fears

Days? Nights? Dreams, all soul still appears.

She's as young as her girlish years are now

Glimpsing, pretending, two roads ride fine.


Thinking, crying, laughing at letters written

Brunette hair flashes; butterfly eyelashes

Float o'er my corpse with serpent bitten.

Old, rocky ledge, I now see her door.


She peeks at time itself in mazed fashioned time.

Old, rocky ledge, I stand, should I move more?

Her eyes of jade, an angel He surely made

Old, rocky ledge--do I open her door?


I still miss her when day has turned life's page

And see her laughing, that sparkle of time

We walked, talked of love and her lovely rhyme.

Old, rocky ledge, should I jump now with age?


Tell me, old, rocky ledge, what should I do?

Leave my haven, fall from heaven and live?

Should I open her door--where eyesight grew

Old, rocky ledge, I'm scared with no gem to give.


Old, rocky ledge, one step is one too many

Brunette beauty, should you now be mine?

I can't run for my days are dim . . .

I can't reach for my hopes are slim . . .


Still,, old, rocky ledge, I stand . . .

Within reach of her one hand . . .

I touch brunette strand . . .

Farewell, old, rocky ledge . . .

I'm stepping, hoping, she will catch my hand.

© 2017 Kenneth Avery

Comments

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on December 07, 2017:

Hello, Audrey,

Hey, you have a gift for poetry and writing. I know. I passed by your site not long ago.

Keep in touch and Merry CHRISTmas to you and yours.

Love you.

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on December 07, 2017:

Hi, Demas,

My sincere thanks to you for the nice comment. My friend, you are Very Appreciated.

Merry CHRISTmas to you and yours.

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on December 07, 2017:

Dear Kari,

My friend . . .you are very perceptive.

You too have a gift much like Gypsy Rose Lee and

the hubbers who are on this post.

Merry CHRISTmas to you and yours and

thanks so much for the sweet comment.

Kenneth Avery (author) from Hamilton, Alabama on December 07, 2017:

Hi, Gypsy Rose Lee,

I sincerely appreciate you taking the time to read and comment on this piece.

I always try to keep a big campfire in my lodging in

HubVille and I want you all to always feel welcome.

Merry CHRISTmas in advance.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on November 21, 2017:

A wonderful poem of love, longing and hope.

Kari Poulsen from Ohio on November 19, 2017:

Lovely poem of love and longing. :)

Demas W Jasper from Today's America and The World Beyond on November 18, 2017:

Clever thoughts well written.

Audrey Hunt from Idyllwild Ca. on November 18, 2017:

I love this poem! "She's only a glimpse away--old, rocky ledge.

Years you and I talked when I soaked your tears"

You have a gift for poetry. Thank you Kenneth.