Thursday, August 23, 2012

"True Friend" (poem)

Written for Poetic Bloomings "memoir project."


She is  
Like so many whom I love 
Across the ocean now
Yet I hold her close
A treasure of a soul-mate
That was found
In distant lands
Where I survived a shipwreck
And was a wreck myself
A Robinson
She wasn’t Friday to me
Just a friend
Or maybe both of us
Some days were Fridays
And other – Robinsons to one another
We taught each other lessons
And we learned
And grew a bond
That’s getting only stronger
While we’re separated
By such trifles
As time, and space, and borders
She is always
Right here
With me

Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur 


  1. Tender tribute and so beautiful. I am wa-a-a-y!!! behind on those prompts but hopefully I can play catch-up soon!

  2. Thank you, Janet, it was nice: I got to write that poem on her birthday.

    I've certainly noticed your not being there...maybe the next prompt will speak to you.