Fragile Kisses

Written for Red Wolf Poems-we Wordle #18
Use any or all of the following words:

eye, camel, living, resinous, crushed, driving,
sky, sleep, trees, idleness, hope, hold, shivers, tight, fragile, truth, knows, words, ditch, kiss, tea, sit, cup, cloth, dark, hole, door, apple, stains, thin, stir, foam, dawn
(I used 31 of 33 words)

The sea blew fragile kisses of foamy lace
at dawn. Opened eye of sky, and sleepy
trees, whose shivers of awakening
caused leaves to stir.  At the window,
a woman sits, wrapped in coarse cloth,
sipping from a cup of tea. Stains
so deep, no cleaning would hold
for long. A sliced green apple,
cut in thin slices, and burnt toast
with jam, sits on a plate of hope.
Older and intractable, the woman’s
pack of Camels lay within reach.
When she was told to give up driving,
if crushed her, changed her mode
of living. Idleness caught her,
deep in its tight fist.
She would ditch it all, if not
for the ocean, and its truthful words.
Yes, she still smoked, and still had

her lovely, resinous table,
though holes had poked through.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
This entry was posted in Purple's Home and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Fragile Kisses

  1. Misky says:

    I think I like that woman! 🙂 I also like “shivers of awakening caused leaves to stir” – lovely poem.


Comments are closed.