Once, you said, you want to be on your own Ok, then be you don’t need my blood to keep your heart pumping My heart beats ,barely a steady silent rocking motion Back and forth, like the old rocker we had remember the old rocker the one out frount,and how, all by itself it would start, rock, back and forth and the squeaky porch floor or
Like the rocking horsey, we used to have After the kids climbed off ,it always continued
Back and and ,back and forth that old rocking chair on the porch and and the cool summer night breeze embracing all so long ago, I guess Snassano 01-20-08
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Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
Reviewed on January 31, 2008
That rocker is hypnotic. I had one, too, when I was young. This evoked many memories of childhood...
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on January 21, 2008
Excellent writing sweet Stan as always..take care...Hugsssss
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on January 20, 2008
mmMM
so full of an emptiness, which is quite the oxymoron. ..
and isolation. . .a regret. ..
the stammer effect....of remembering..."back and and, back and forth". ..such a real thing.
i feel painfully aware of letting go. ..
and again, so full and still so empty.
ness
Such a sweet motion that makes me recall our own front porches long ago. WE always had a swing and it creaked. My grandmother lived with us for a few years and her rocker was a throne for the entire neighborhood. She was the queen and she'd rock, tell folk beauties and have all the neighborhood children agog at "Those days". I heard her rocking just then while reading your poem. Thank you!
Love,
Susan
Reminds me of my granny's rocking chair and how sometimes after she passed we were sure that we could see the rocking chair slowly rocking, and yes we had one the hobby horses too, hadn't thought about that in some time...well done my friend, great imagery and expression!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
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so full of an emptiness, which is quite the oxymoron. ..
and isolation. . .a regret. ..
the stammer effect....of remembering..."back and and, back and forth". ..such a real thing.
i feel painfully aware of letting go. ..
and again, so full and still so empty.
ness
Love,
Susan
Blessings,
Joyce B.
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