Beguin

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The way your freckles danced and winked
at my droll teenage wit
and how your yellow fringe ensnared
one eyebrow raised to quiz
Remember how your tingling spine
synced to a Hendrix riff
you played me Chopin’s Polonaise
with graceful flicking wrist
Those warm pink silly earmuffs
gave winter walks a hue
bikini blue was cheeky you
though you blushed de rigueur
Your warm palm always on my knee
when driving Dad’s old car
soft leather seats whose creases kept
our secrets after dark
Now time has made it safe for me
to resurrect your ghost
to once again see yellow strands
across your bright eyes float
and watch those freckles flashing their
old Morse code of young hope

59 thoughts on “Beguin

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words says:

    homage to a haunting
    now less daunting

    I like this..and I am glad to know there is a safe time to resurrect olde memories…
    your words always make me smile in remembrance of something long ago…
    Thank you for sharing….
    Take Care…You Matter…
    )0(
    maryrose

      • LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words says:

        my pleasure Mike.. I love a walk down memory lane, especially when I can go barefoot with no sharps rocks poking my feet πŸ™‚
        you do have a way with words πŸ™‚
        )0(

  2. I love the nostalgia here…and wish that I felt a similar way for my past young loves…maybe I’ll feel sentimental one day, rather than the “I’m so over that” response I tend to feel…

  3. The tiny dolly photo goes so well with your poem, Mike. I enjoyed it very much…a delightful trip down memory lane from the hand on knee to the freckles πŸ™‚

    • Glad you connected with this piece Polly and not at all surprised that it takes you back – some things stay with us forever. Much thanks.

  4. The sentiment of nostalgia for a teenage crush/first love is one I don’t haveβ€”I kept mine, have it still. I won’t say I’m lucky. Somebody mean and spiteful might be listening.

  5. A Beautiful memory sweet and hot
    With the blush of Young love. I miss the days when “everything” could be having one special person to hold.
    Thank you for dropping by again and reading my work also.

    Alexander

    • Awesome song Diwara – ‘a blast from the past’. I’m so pleased that this little piece took you on a journey too. Thank you so much for your positive words.

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