For My Friend

by Keith D Allison


How often she


the essence

in the glow of Angels wings


Her fragrance


the air

in the taste of cotton candy


Drawing from the darkness

bringing forth the light

to the garden


she is the rose


Sunrise, sunset

the turning of soil

in labors of the heart

gently wrapping the tear



facing the world

little knowing

she is the kiss, in the morning light


Posted on 08/19/2006
Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 08/19/06 at 06:53 PM

Hi Keith. This is so tender. Full of weightless whisps of hope and love. You have touching vision and a gentle pen. Thanks.

Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/20/06 at 04:28 PM

Keith, your form, the way you use white space, the words you use - everything suggests tenderness and love. This must be one special woman.

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 08/23/06 at 03:15 PM

a wonderful metaphor in here, Keith. Well done.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/24/07 at 07:34 AM

I love cotton candy, and I would love to have the fragrance of that sweet delicacy used in association with me. Congratulations on POTD. This is a tender portrait of someone obviously very special.

Posted by JD Clay on 06/24/07 at 09:45 PM

It's my guess that you will soon be more than friends after this communique. Heartfelt and ethereal, Keith. I really like the subtle symbolism and the way your open-ended close lends itself to a sequel. Congratulations on becoming The Poem Of The Day.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 06/24/07 at 10:34 PM

Hey Keith. Congrats on a fine potd.

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