A Love for the Ages

They sit quietly side by side,
purple veined hands, silver grey hair.

Heads touch and nod in sleep,
house silent in fading sun.

Slight puffs escape their lips,
the sound of dozing love.

Beautiful-Elderly-Couple-Hugging

Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. Today Walt’s prompt asks us to write about the sounds of love. Stop by to see the prompt and read other posts on this subject!

44 thoughts on “A Love for the Ages

    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:34 am

      Yes…..we do it more and more in the evening in front of the tv! 🙂

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  1. Carol J Forrester August 16, 2016 / 3:31 pm

    It might sound strange, but this poem is like curling up in a warm duvet on a cold evening. It’s just some warm and comforting.

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:37 am

      Doesn’t sound strange at all, Carol. Some poems just feel comfortable, right? It’s one of the things I always try to do — well, in truth, I don’t know how to do otherwise — write poetry that is accessible. I really struggle, literally, with poetry that I have to sit and try and figure out what in the heck the person is writing about. For me, that’s not enjoyable. So — I love your words here! 🙂 Thank you!

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  2. hayesspencer August 16, 2016 / 3:34 pm

    This is so sweet and lovely. This is true romance.

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:37 am

      Yes, the romance still lives in aging love! 🙂

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  3. kim881 August 16, 2016 / 4:20 pm

    This is such a gentle poem, Lillian, so comforting and so real. I can hear the puffs of air as they doze.

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:38 am

      It is indeed a gentle sound. One I hear from my spouse if he dozes before I do! 🙂 I write from memory here — although the photo is not us.

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  4. katiemiafrederick August 16, 2016 / 4:26 pm

    SMILes my FriEnd as alWays now
    the best form of love is essence that lasts..
    the grey haired love of grandpa and grandma
    that never goes aWay in heArts of wE.. the hand
    of Love that Wrinkles FeeLinGs deep and never ending
    True as deep
    as love
    can be
    in the hand
    of a grandparent
    who knows and feels
    after a long long life of
    Struggle the value of Unconditional
    Love that is fearless and survives regardless
    of forms that come and go in nights
    of eYes as lust.. oh Love
    you Sing the
    essence
    of Real
    and True
    oF liGht..
    the stars we
    are inside as Love mY FriEnd..
    Lillian.. nice to see you for an
    evening tea SonG of LoVe iSREAL..:)

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:39 am

      Thank you, Katie. Unconditional love. So wonderful to bask in those words.

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      • katiemiafrederick August 17, 2016 / 9:41 am

        Thank you.. Lillian..
        My friend.. AlWays
        Great.. Reading
        And sharing
        That here..:)

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:40 am

      I hear it almost every night 🙂

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:40 am

      Glad you enjoyed, Grace. Smiling I am….also!

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  5. AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack August 16, 2016 / 6:38 pm

    Oh, Lillian-
    your words fill elegant bottles with fine wine – amorous bouquets when uncorked in celebration
    genuine love in this piece
    am:)

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:41 am

      Always, ALWAYS love your replies! August is speeding along way too fast….UNH days coming….thinking of you in this transition time.

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:42 am

      Ah….this was a perfect prompt for your hearts my friend. So glad you enjoyed!

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:44 am

      Sometimes the fewest words, in the simplest terms, plus those little puffs of dozing love, can warm the heart 🙂

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      • rosemawrites August 17, 2016 / 10:16 pm

        yes, lillian! 🙂 I am a believer and admirer of short yet so sweet poems, too! ❤

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  6. maria August 17, 2016 / 6:00 am

    Aww.. this sound is definitely one of the sweetest I’ve heard. ❤

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:44 am

      So glad you enjoyed, Maria. Many thanks for the read!

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  7. Kathy Reed August 17, 2016 / 6:17 am

    Sounds my grandparents made at one time…may they RIP…..nice to see longevity in love and commitment and that it can indeed be that wonderful.

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    • lillian August 17, 2016 / 9:45 am

      Longevity in love — lovely words here. I hear those little puffs almost every night…thankful for every day, and night too! 🙂

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    • lillian August 18, 2016 / 2:28 pm

      I smile every night I hear those puffs 🙂 Thankful for every day.

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-Wade August 20, 2016 / 4:43 am

    A sweet story.

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