Butterfly Lashes
by
James Shammas
(Age: 44)
copyright 07-25-2006
Age Rating: 4 to 127
I can only do this with my kid:
Face to face, I blink my eyes,
Brushing my lashes against his cheek--
Barely a touch, a tingle, a spark.
He laughs, I laugh; it doesn't seem to stop;
Like neither he nor I can control it; like it
Comes from another place-- a lost world,
Recalled, perhaps, because of him--
A realm I enter with tender steps,
Tentative, unsure, as if I need permission.
...And I know he'll want to do it back;
That I will shake and giggle too,
Overcoming that slight embarrassment:
That desperate and futile need to explain
Why we've named this after butterflies.
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James, what a wonderful picture of innocencce and tender love you convey with this beautiful poem. Parent and child communication doesn't get better than this.
Nancy
The feeling known as priceless. It makes your whole world smile and suddenly you know without a doubt why you are alive. Your modern free style form was as excellent as the poem and it's sentiments. Thanks for the warm feelings.
Ah, I think this is rich in texture and deep in emotion! I remember doing this with a woman I deeply loved, let alone with my own child. The feelings conveyed here are gratifying, child-like, exhilarating and very invigorating to me! I honestly love the way you build this piece, working your way to the excitement and wonder that children can bestow upon us grown-ups! You brought back wonderful memories and I thank you for it. There is so much drama, imagery and so much fluidity that I wish I could give you more, but I am limited to the five stars from PnP! Great write, James!