Touch of Silk
Spirits, souls were
all I cared about
until this clear
night of loneliness,
stars murky
reminders of the
liquid blue and
white of your eyes.
Prayerful pleas,
no matter how sincere,
cannot change the
will of the gods.
I, anchored in flesh,
must touch you,
your cheeks, lips,
the nape of your neck.
To know you again,
your hands on my shoulders,
your fingertips, is
all can fill me.
Born in 1945, Kathryn Collins is a native New Yorker now living in Connecticut whose works have been described as “a gentle sort of poetry” by the editor of her first book No Need for Breadcrumbs, published by BeWrite Books, 2004. Her work has also appeared in numerous anthologies. Inspired by her beloved grandmother, she developed a great love of poetry at an early age and has been writing for 20 years.
That clear night of loneliness proved to be a historic event. If anything ,l think the last two stanzas beautifully depicted that "gentle sort of poetry" alluded to by the first editor of your book. We wait for more pampering moments!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Ndaba. I so appreciate your reading and most of commenting.
Deletelove,
Kathy
I love this. The floating words move like spirits themselves. Thank you for the share
ReplyDeleteralph.
I appreciate it Ralph. I love the idea of words floating like spirits. The can, can't they?
DeleteGentleness throughout your poetry - a joy to read, bringing one wanting to read you again. I am looking forward to reading more of you...
ReplyDeleteRhoda Galgiani
Thank you Rhoda. You kind comment is music to my ears.
ReplyDeletelove,
Kathy
Dear Kathy,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for all the encouraging words you left for others here at Whispers today. It is people like you that really make the site possible. I appreciate your generous heart. Blessings to you.
Karen
Thank you, Connie Marcum Wong, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteThis poem is such a sincere expression of love that it seems to be unencumbered by restraints of earthly time. It is magnificent! Mahalo, Connie
Dear Kathryn,
ReplyDeleteA touching poem of the longing for a lost love. Beautifully written I enjoyed reading your poem and hope to read more in the future.
Sandra
Thank you, Phyllis Babcock, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, soft gentle poem you have penned.