I have a "nasty" habit of poking around my neighborhood and looking through uncurtained windows. I've done this for much of my life, under the guise of walking many different mutts throughout the years. From those wanderings, then, come these 'ku.
Glimpsing gone-by years
as neighbors welcome baby
home amid balloons.
* * *
Passing old couple
sitting quietly at night:
is that my future?
13 comments:
I definitely know the feeling! I used to live in a city where this was always an adventure. Thanks for these poignant poems. God bless.
There is almost a quiet sense of fear in your words! Sensitive!
thank goodness you didn't see anything shocking...lol
These are such delicately drawn little vignettes that carry so much poignancy and feeling. It really is amazing what emotion the little "living paintings" we glance through someone's window can evoke in us.
.."i saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind"[tom jones/delilah]
_what u saw is also no less..thanks..
I do the same thing while riding in the car. Maybe I need to get a dog!
I saw the yuckiest thing once while we were driving around, catching glimpses - a fat man rubbing his butt against a window. AAAAAAAAAAAH!
_'what u saw is also no less'
-in terms of emotional human content
as compared to what is (usually) 'seen' and 'shown' by the 'icons' of 'entertainment'..thanks..[ref:delilah]
All those stories out there eh? I love thinking about them too
Old couple sitting queitly at night... sounds like something I would love in my future!
Such great images from your words!
Beautiful, from birth to eold age, viewing from the outside what is on the inside. Thankyou.
I could really relate to your first
one. When we brought our daughter home, I didn't need balloons-I was happy just to have her! The second one was nice too, I wouldn't mind living to that age and still be with my wife. I know what you mean though, nobody likes being reminded of old age.
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