Three nights running you've come walking up to me, taller than you seem on TV, forging through fog of my dreams into the clearing space where I find a calm in your eyes, sweet reassurance lingering in the air where words come to rest and we both find our smiles.
In case you’re reading this, I must confess I haven’t watched your show in two years and you aren’t really the first guy I’d pick to have show up to hold me firmly, gently, to whisper a mystery, then disappear as confidently as you came and leave me puzzled, if changed.
It’s all I can think about – this elusive truth you come to share and how you stare into me until a smile breaks like first light upon your angel face. Seconds pass. There’ll be 24 hours more, but you’ll never be Jack to me, Kiefer. When you leave the silver screen remember this beating heart of gold. And kiss my eyes again.
ah, I know what it is to develop a crush on a singer or actor... Agnetha of Abba was my favourite for long enough, so I related to this poem, Dawn! The Carpenters song says it all... Long ago, I fellin love with you before the second show/Your guitar it sounded so sweet and clear/But you're not really here/It's just the radio...
and so forth. Yep, we need heroes to look up to, to be reminded of greatness. Strength and Honour, Gladioli Gladiator! :-)) k
This is beautiful Dawn, and exemplifies your inner spirit and mood
Calm and reflective
I love the line " "...sweet reassurance lingering in the air where words come to rest..."
Peter
Beautifully written, Dawn. I've had dreams about movie stars, singers and people I've seen in passing. Also people on AD who I've never met at all. It's just wild. Wish I knew what they meant. Enjoyed this very much.
Haven't watched this show before...but may have to check it out! Cleverly penned, wonderful tribute to shows that get inside us and must be watched. ER is my show. :)
"...sweet reassurance lingering in the air where words come to rest..."
Love this line, Dawn. Well penned, Poetess. Always enjoy your work.
Peace and Blessings,
Carolyn
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and so forth. Yep, we need heroes to look up to, to be reminded of greatness. Strength and Honour, Gladioli Gladiator! :-)) k
Calm and reflective
I love the line " "...sweet reassurance lingering in the air where words come to rest..."
Peter
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love this line, Dawn. Well penned, Poetess. Always enjoy your work.
Peace and Blessings,
Carolyn
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