Stamps And Postmarks
October 12, 2009 by hames-1977
Beyond the years and graying hairs
I am keeping in a book of dreams.
Like dried leaves and dried petals
flooding my way to the mailbox,
togetherness is just one simple note
of words handwritten in a page.
And in my dreams I am trading places
of happy photographs and postcards.
Those promises that fill my head
I am dreaming still. Wondering
what’s like to be on the other side
traversing like pigeons. Drifting on
edifices, and parks, and monuments,
wide-eyed in surprise, collecting moments.
This morning, I waited for the postman
dropping another note to my mailbox.
And I’ll begin to step back in time
miles and miles away from yesterday.
Wishing and hoping memories can be
such like these, just keeping souvenirs.
Lovely interlocking of thoughts creating such sweet poetic lines, such breath-taking imagery, such graceful dance of words on the page.
Each transition swells, accelerating the poem to promised momentum, to a rapturous poetic finale leaving me in awe, complete with chimes ringing in my head in the background, an imagined sountrack in the fading last line, of whispered final words.
Such a exhilarating moment only poetry could create, only a lovely poem could do.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
Postscripts: I remember October is your birthday month, I forgot the exact date, So this is to greet you every day this month, a HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Marvin!
jeques,
this poem is a breather. during highschool days, i became an avid stamp collector. i had two volumes of stamp collection which i have handed to my cousin as a gift. but i should say, like other hobbies, my interest in it had worn out.
stamp collecting had ingrained in me a lifelong dream of travelling the world. a dream which i included in my to do list, but i guess, this has to wait for quite sometime. i have to be content then, to look at tiny images of what stamps can spark that dream in me. in an inexpensive way of letting my imagination at work and satiate this need.
best of times,
marvin