like fingerprints
ten years
since we met
first touched
talked, held
walked side-by-side
knew poetry
the blues of sky
and water reflecting heights
little knowing
those heights were ours
the beginning
ten years of moments
impressions
no two the same
riding the waves
that have carried us
to this day
This poem is my response to Misky’s Twiglet #233 – like fingerprints.
Lovely poem, Ken.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Wonderful poetry. Visceral and soulful.
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Thank you. The truth speaks with this one.
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My absolute pleasure dear friend. Yes it does.
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Minute. Minute. Minute. Lifetime!
Nice work, KG!
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Thanks, Ron.. I like that math.
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Recognizing true love can be a wonderful repeated moment.
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It’s working for me.
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I’m drawn right into this … the initial “knowing” that has nothing to do with mental assessment, everything to do with sensory recognition. And I’m intrigued by the reference to knowing poetry – was poetry part of what brought you two together?
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Thank you, Jazz.
re: poetry — yes.
I set up a meetup weekend in Chicago – a half dozen online friends from a vlogging site (3 of them lived in Chicago). At a blues club to start, then a river tour of the city’s architecture, a visit to the Poetry Foundation, and a night at the Green Mill for slam poetry.
Bonnie had seen several of my poetry videos, and we hit it off. That was June 2011, and over the summer we decided to spend Labor Day together, going to the jazz festival in Chicago. I moved to Missouri the following July.
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What a fantastic story!
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So lovely…..
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Thank you.
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“ten years of moments
impressions
no two the same”
Love this, Ken!
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Thank you, Sara. 😀
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Lovely words.
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Thank you.
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I love the way your relationship translates into such beautiful poetry. Hope in a hopelessworld. (K)
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Thank you.
Call me a holdout.
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“impressions
no two the same”….. lovely poem
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Thank you.
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Nicely done Ken!
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Thanks, Dwight.
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A beautiful love poem, Ken. Wishing you many more years together!
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🙂 Thank you, Merril. ❤
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You’re very welcome!
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