Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Unfamiliar Loves

like a sip of strange skin
a southern slant of light
a road winding and unwinding
the knots in my neck

are we there, yet?

no,

but we're close.

For The Tuesday Platform at Real Toads

14 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Ah, yes!! And I'm back and able to enjoy your great, wonderful words!! I hope your week is off to a great start!! Mine is better -- I can enjoy my blog again!!! Well, at least for right now!!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"No, but we're close." I LOVE this! Yay!

Kerry O'Connor said...

As close as we'll come to perfect.

angieinspired said...

hopeful. ever-hopeful. what else will sustain?

brudberg said...

Anticipation is more than half the joy I think.

Fireblossom said...

You're really writing remarkable stuff, Kelli.

Outlawyer said...

This is lovely. k.

Brendan MacOdrum said...

Wonderful cross here of the child in the back seat and the discover of the beloved.

kaykuala said...

are we there, yet?
no, but we're close

It is always a fulfillment to be reassured

Hank

Marian said...

Getting close! :)

Magaly Guerrero said...

Almost! Almost!! *giggles*

Love this. So brief. So telling. So real.

Marion said...

Beautiful. So beautiful. xo

I quit writing. Gave up. Fuckitall. Long, sad, weepy story..., but who cares? Right, nobody.

Carrie Van Horn said...

Love this Mama Zen....a hopeful answer for sure is what we all need. :-)

Rommy said...

I love how you captured the softening of one's guard, the way the relaxation of the soul mirrored by muscles relaxing. Perfect description of a relationship on the verge of being something "more".