A Letter Poem – Day 23.1 of April PAD

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The letter S is self-sufficient
and silent like a well-educated lady
The letter O is overly open
like the mouth of a clamorous woman
The letter U is bent to its inside
as if keeping to itself like a gloomy teenager
The letter L is construction-site looking
like the right-angle tool of a builder

So various and so rich
are the letters forming a SOUL.
So various and rich.

© 2020, forestlove
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Letters

It is all true, almost. I used to have several regular pen pals and enjoyed writing letters to them. I also got many letters from them and I collected all. From time to time I would take out a pile from a correspondent and re-read all. Amazing.

Believe me, emails have nothing to do with that. Luckily, it wasn’t emails that changed all that. I believe, age has its own way of working on people and their letter writing routines. Well, emails helped a lot, too.

I want to thank all my great pen pals that brought so many smiles and tears to my eyes through the years.

28 to Create, Day 08 – Letters

Image by: jestesmojakokaina
Image by: jestesmojakokaina

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That box under the bed
where spiders don’t go
and monsters prefer not to dwell in
used to hold my letters

I used to read
and re-read them
re-live all, even shed
tears at the same places

The new tear stains looked
weirdly identical

Have I not changed?
All that distance I have covered,
the mileage I easily check on
each birthday cake
– does it mean nothing?

Something always
stays;
some things
remain to remind
or tease,
or maybe embitter.

© 2014, soulmary