oh yes susan ...the community of shirt huggers ....
your old t shirt
just smells
of washing powder
sharon weimer
2006-11-21 14:50:20
Beautiful haiku, but sad. I am sorry for your heartache.
Ross Clark
2006-11-21 20:31:33
my old shirt
so comfortably resting
on your young breasts
(from my chapbook)
Magyar
2006-11-22 06:11:37
Susan,
_I scold myself for my "too many comments on t/w," but I can't overlook your jewel!
_Reading your words is -sensing- and by sensing them, how could anyone -not feel-?
Heartfull !
tnx -M
Darrell Lindsey (writerd at hotmail dot com)
2006-11-22 13:37:50
Nice work.Memorable.
Ross Clark
2006-11-23 20:59:53
waking up:
within my arms
your heartbeat
(another from my chapbook)
(thank you for your tiny words)
Judith Ingram (super dot ingram at verizon dot net)
2006-11-23 22:04:14
susan, your poem holds my heart.
your old sweater
wraps around me
without your arms
b. m. richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
2006-11-24 04:23:34
your side of the bed-
chilling winds
through the pines
Terra Martin
2006-12-31 13:38:17
Shivers everywhere!
Judy Giles
2007-02-02 00:04:19
Susan, your words are words that prove that we don't need many words.
b.m.r.
2009-12-04 05:42:22
rainy autumn morn
blackbirds line the wire--
where sun shined days before
Very moving.
Sharp!
oh yes susan ...the community of shirt huggers ....
your old t shirt
just smells
of washing powder
Beautiful haiku, but sad. I am sorry for your heartache.
my old shirt
so comfortably resting
on your young breasts
(from my chapbook)
Susan,
_I scold myself for my "too many comments on t/w," but I can't overlook your jewel!
_Reading your words is -sensing- and by sensing them, how could anyone -not feel-?
Heartfull !
tnx -M
Nice work.Memorable.
waking up:
within my arms
your heartbeat
(another from my chapbook)
(thank you for your tiny words)
susan, your poem holds my heart.
your old sweater
wraps around me
without your arms
your side of the bed-
chilling winds
through the pines
Shivers everywhere!
Susan, your words are words that prove that we don't need many words.
rainy autumn morn
blackbirds line the wire--
where sun shined days before