Learning How To Kiss

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Learning How To Kiss

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Our planet flies through space

While lovers embrace

Creating shards of light

Shattering the darkest night.


My dear look down

Upon the stone faced ground.

Gaze upon the fields and mountains

Contemplate the isles that rest

In unrepentant loneliness.



Here for you a golden chain

Put our blue green home upon it

Wear it round your neck enthrone it

Let it roll upon your breast

As galaxies entwine your hair

And falling stars are

Everywhere.


Kiss me once and then we fly

Leaving sun and moon behind

Wearing gowns of shifting starlight

Drinking deep celestial wine.


Now I have you in this place

Somewhere deep in endless space.

Teach me how to really kiss

As we merge in endless bliss.



As we play among the heavens

Suddenly I hear a sound

The dog is scratching at the door

Our  child is crying down the hall

Daylight creeps upon the floor

Silently I watch you stir.



And then you speak soft words I keep

“Last night we met someone up there

Who laughed and followed us down here

Before one year is gone  she will

Bring us our joy  fulfilled.”


Outside the grass is growing tall

Business murmurs

Car horns sound.

I must find another job!

Secure the miracle of life

Will bring us safely

Through the night.


Here for you a golden chain

Put our blue green home upon it

Wear it round your neck enthrone it

Let it roll upon your breast

As galaxies entwine your hair

And falling stars are

Everywhere.


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4 thoughts on “Learning How To Kiss

  1. Who are we really? Why do we sometimes trivialize the most amazing things? How do we deal with our present economic problems? How do we gain perspective on life? These are some of the questions I have been thinking about and trying to write about in my own way.
    Thank you very much for your comment. It’s a great help to know how you feel about these things. I know my poetry is humble in status but would like to think it is meaningful in some way.

  2. Dear David, I am very tired today, but my feet brought me here as often happens. I am at home here. I read this poem and am so moved. In reading it — I don’t know why but — I felt seen. As if it spoke to the deepest most vast part of ME, of Life in general, of who we all are at our finest. It spoke to some truth that I don’t even have words for today. When I read this I also feel a soul seeking, your soul, seeking the deepest part of YOU. That in turn touches the same place in others.

    I do not believe that there is any such thing as grand poetry. Even poetry that might follow some spoken or unspoken rules of poetry edict, does not necessarily make it good poetry. I have found that the most soul stirring, most intimate poetry is humble poetry. And this poem moved me to tears. It is very intimate, it is timeless, it is exquisitely sweet and memorable. It is exceptional and reflects so much of your heart.

    Thank you for continuing to write your poetry.
    It is important that you do so for yourself and others.
    It helps people better understand and experience who they really are.
    Hugs my dear friend,
    Robin

    Robin Eastons last blog post..Goodbye Old Friend

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