A certain day became now
this unfolding us in moments
an origami I smooth, learning
past language and in texture
and heat this us in trimmed
accordioned paper doll chain selves
and none of them true copies
teach me the you
I cannot catch easily
past surface and the shadow
you drag across the floor;
through the easy smiles, the mouth
that always says the right words
but maybe not the true words
un(the moment)chaining
this certain day becoming now us eternal
Susan Daniels Poetry 
so very good Susan. teach me the you. Your words are so lyrical and flowing. You always make me think beneath the surface and then back again as I look at them
Audra, thank you, so much.
Beautiful. I love the lines “teach me the you I cannot catch easily” – quite reminiscent of a few faded experiences of my own… Be well~
Oh, thank you so much!
I love these words unfolding. Like a smile unmolding, engrossing lip by lip a longing heart. Words that construct themselves at the urging of an artisan of love. Words that are so perfectly unique, genetically refined to become one meaning. Just one meaning at a time. Before being reborn through the lips of another. With a completely different intent.
George–this is absolutely beautiful, what you say here. You have spun a poem in my comments! Love this.
Thank you, Susan. I do value how you inspire me.
Likewise, George. Cannot say enough how your work speaks to me…
Oh, wait, I just said it. Perhaps for variety next time I will say it in bold and underlined. You are a wonderful wordsmith 😉
Susan, I could easily say the same of you. And truly, reading this reply of yours, reading how generously you perceive my writing–I really needed this. Thank you. Thank you so much.
((George))
Felt like I had to do that.
again the words you choose to describe… cannot say more but thank you
Thank you! Off to bed now for me…
Sweet Dreams 🙂
What a tapestry of words! You are a true ” wordsmith” yourself! Just incredible!
Love you conversation with the ” wordmasterchef” George as well…..
🙂 Thanks so much, Patricia!
Sometimes the teach me the you can feel nigh impossible, to the point of breaking a life in two.
oooo–now that’s intense, Nelle. I would want to learn without breaking.