I have loved you for so long
That the moon has moved measurably in its orbit
Islands have grown, jungles fallen
Empires have been toppled
I loved you as a youth
And now at the apogee of your prime
I love you still
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Re-blogged for Valentines Day
Build a marriage from kindnesses,
breakfasts in bed, unasked for cups of tea,
gloves found and put in winter coat pockets.
A marriage should be cherished,
along with your partner,
both are valuable,
but they are not the same.
A marriage needs feeding
and watering.
Perhaps more tea?
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
He talks to chickens
Sometimes with their own sounds
Otherwise in English
Discussing the state of the hen house
The undesirability of chickens entering the house
And pooping on our elderly carpet
They themselves have their own opinions
Apparently
The availability of fresh greens in their diet
The joy of scratching about on the shingle path
The delightful crunchiness of dried meal worms
When I suggest that the girls take part in family decisions
In order to address the gender imbalance
I am rejected
They have their own forum
Talking with my husband each day
True husbandry
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For Tony….
It is your eyes that pierce me
Bright baby blue
In Sicily they marked you
Erroneously
As German
In Jordan, both men and girls followed you
Hoping to see your wonderful eyes again
It is your eyes that hold me
Windowing your soul
In your much loved face
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
For my love, and part of the daily challenge I’m following for a short while. This poem is in response to the prompt ‘Face’.
Duvet deep, traitor mind fishing worries
What if, why, random fears and wretchedness
Ghosts of the day parade
Surf past on a sickening tide, clasp at my heart
Until your warm arms exorcise
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You unmasked me
With your honesty and affection
At seventeen, I knew loneliness
Until you unmasked me
Showed me the world made new by you
You unmasked me
I no longer needed to hide away
Lost in my own family
You gave me your life, our life
We have made a new family
Unmasked
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I have loved you for so long
That the moon has moved measurably in its orbit
Islands have grown, jungles fallen
Empires have been toppled
I loved you as a youth
And now at the apogee of your prime
I love you still
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
…and all of this is true…..
………the Moon has retreated 132 cm from the Earth since we first kissed………
Like coral
Like coral grips the rock,
I hold fast to you
Like the ocean embraces the Earth,
I embrace you
Like meat loves salt,
I love you
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Epithalamion
Moon dust pervades our lives
Giant steps were what we took
When we started aged seventeen
We have spent happy times on this moon
Half walking half bouncing
Across the years
On or under, we are gleeful lunatics
Still glorious in our love
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
reblogged from last year….
For the love of my life, on our 30th Wedding Anniversary:
If I were Midas
I would not touch you of course
But I would touch everything around you
Fill your life with golden splendour
If I were Homer
My next epic would have you as hero
Magnificent in your helmet and breastplate
Fighting on the shores by a walled city
If I were Leonidas
I would come back on my shield
Having died defending you
And all we hold dear
If I were Clytemnestra
I would forgive you your war absences
And even Cassandra
I would stand by your side
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
