Fleeting Sun Air, by Nelson D Reyes

Nelson D Reyes

Fleeting Sun Air

Betsy

Fleeting Sun Air

I see you today

The sun felt warm so suddenly

Again the soft wind caresses

Invigorates so calmly.

Sweating crowding people

Tired voices empty laughters

Exhausting times the raw beautiful

Life love of happiness

Bitter the sweet look in their faces

Sad to see them stare across the wind

Walking off gravity diagonal in hitches

To reboot quench the thirst to refresh.

The fleeting sun air again breezes the orbs

Soak gently my naked skin touch my hair

Like blowing a kiss to a bed of fragrant herbs.

Widowing voices, the crowd, I willed to think of you.

©NDR 7.25.2016

It's quite a life in a senior village, a Leisure World at that.
It's a waiting lobby community, ladder stages of happiness
betrayed by the looks in their eyes. Conversations border around
landscapes, air conditions, thefts and plumbing. But this is life and we've
lived the happiest best part of it. In the village, it's just another day
of pleasant and funny talks about what truly matters at this later stage
of happiness, flowering greens a given, your life partner smiling with you.

Robert L. Martin

over 3 years

I live in a senior living apartment, also. They stare across the wind all day long. There is nothing left to do. It is, sad, but at least they have each other to share their boredom with.

Nelson D Reyes

over 3 years

Thank you Robert. You know exactly what it is, how it is - to manage the few steps remaining before the threshold. We can hold on to a few devices available for our well being but in the end treading that ever shortening distance to the "door" would be least depressing if we kept a smile in our face and spill our cup of coffee once in a while. Air out the fear. Accept.

Vic

over 3 years

A tender poem. It caresses the mind even though it is poignant. Yes, there's a certain sadness to it - "widowing voices" and "bitter the sweet look".

Thanks for sharing.

Nelson D Reyes

over 3 years

Thanks Brod. And you framed it rather vividly in your "The Waiting Room".
Overall Betsy and I enjoy living where we are in Orange County, CA.
We live among our age and all the poignancy sans regret that goes with it.
We stay happy and hope it becomes contagious.