Poems of a Young Man: “The Giving of Thanks”

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I procrastinate,

try to pretend this poem will just go away and leave me in peace.

But I know better.

Another love poem.

That’s alright.

One can’t love too much.

Choosing to be vulnerable,

how do I capture in words

the beauty of sharing Thanksgiving with you?

We communicate,

cups clinking gently-

surrogates for our lips.

You urge me to offer a toast.

“To a spiritual awakening!” I exalt,

surprising us both.

I’m not greedy.

I’ll be pleased to share my awakening with you

if you will return the honor to me.

Intimate stuff for the strangers

we are likely to remain.

But maybe not!

There, glimmering on a green background

a note from you on a ten dollar bill:

“with love, Sara”

Loving

is sharing comfortable silence with a warm stranger,

perfectly willing to lie

bathed in shimmering moonspray

in total contentment-

not desperate to speak, and fill the void.

There is none.

Up- away from the cradle of the rich earth:

Stars!

Looking into your Thanksgiving eyes:

more stars!

Ah yes. I’m feeling thankful

on this traditional day of thanks

for you, Canadian revenant!

I wish you the joy you bring me.

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(11- 24- 77)

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

(to Sara)

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4 Responses to Poems of a Young Man: “The Giving of Thanks”

  1. Like. – I’m waiting for that romantic boy to wail again!

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