Thursday, June 17, 2010

Bouquet


The first red roses, and a smile
she doesn’t know she has.

A soap bubble as big
as Grandpa’s head.

Nap time. A coffee-flavored kiss.

(first publication)


Update:
“Bouquet” added to Poems, Slightly Used.

22 comments:

Anthony Duce said...

Liked this a lot. Thanks

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Anthony.

Woman in a Window said...

sweet,
this moment~

xo
erin

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Erin. It’s still in bloom.

Crissant said...

I love see all this simple things of life as a poem. I feel like home.
Thanks, William.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Crissant, that’s a lovely compliment.

nouvelles couleurs - vienna atelier said...

Hello!
Yes Crissant are so right, I agree to her I feel like home, a true love grows with these things

this poem is simply beautifull

Akeith Walters said...

A beautiful snapshot.

William Michaelian said...

Laura, that’s so nice of you. Your comment, too, is music to my ears.

Gray, thanks. Somehow, the frame composed itself.

Janice said...

William this is just so warm and wonderful...it brings a smile to my face and to my heart :)

William Michaelian said...

I’m glad, Janice. That’s how I feel about your kind words.

don't be emily said...

Coffee-flavored kisses--I remembered those as soon as you said it. :) A part of my childhood, and now my father's grandchildren will know them too. Mustaches are necessary for those, you know.:)

William Michaelian said...

Beautiful! And some grandmas are willing to put up with them, too.

don't be emily said...

The mustaches or the kisses? or the coffee? or the grandpa's? I suppose they all go together, though. :) They do go together rather well, as far as I remember them.

don't be emily said...

*grandpas

William Michaelian said...

The mustache-coffee-grandpa kisses. I’m glad you remember. Just saying you do makes me remember more myself.

Wine and Words said...

Your poem is wonderful. Of course...really they all are. You are of that sort. But more than that...I love how your wit comes through your comments. Quick with the comback, making me crack a smile. It is a great conversation and I listen with my tin cup to your wall.

William Michaelian said...

And you speak clearly through it as well.... Really, Annie, I appreciate your observation. I do see the comments as an opportunity to prove, occasionally, that I’m not as glum as I sometimes seem to be. On the other hand, if my new profile picture doesn’t prove my sense of humor, nothing will. And I’m glad you’re of the sort that likes my poems.

-K- said...

Nice to see "Bouquet" has so many admirers.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Kevin. And it’s not even “Flower Friday.”

all ways 11 o'clock said...

William - Beautiful images with few words.

~robert

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Robert.