Scan“call me if you need anything,” you say ~
then the sweet swift chatter of the keyboard
birthing words into evergreen poet-trees,
my thoughts and your face, sometimes the
word is love, other times the word is love,
ubiquitous, omnipotent, found in the heart,
in the dictionary, in the mind of the child,
in the child’s mind that lives in the adult,
love everywhere, i see it written on your lips
as we talk of everyday things, i hear the word
with my heart when you say “good bye , Mom~
next week, we’ll go out for lunch…and a drive ~
along the scenic route,” … that says love too

© 2012, poem and photograph, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved

Photo on 2014-03-31 at 17.16 #3unnamed-18JAMIE DEDES (The Poet by Day)~ I started blogging shortly after I retired as a way to maintain my sanity and to stay connected to the arts and the artful despite being mostly homebound. My Facebook pages are: Jamie Dedes (Arts and Humanities) and Simply Living, Living Simply.

With the help and support of talented bloggers and readers, I founded The Bardo Group because I feel that blogging offers a means to see one another in our simple humanity, as brothers and sisters and not as “other.” I am the poetry liaison and a member of the Core Team. Terri Stewart (Beguine Again) is in the lead position and the Beguine Again collaborative and The Bardo Group are coordinating a consolidation of the two groups.

“Good work, like good talk or any other form of worthwhile human relationship, depends upon being able to assume an extended shared world.” Stefan Collini (b. 1947), English Literary Critic and Professor of English Literature at Cambridge

9 thoughts on “In Other Words, Love

  1. I told my daughter yesterday as we were remembering her difficult teen years, “There were so many voices telling me the ‘right’ thing to do: the hospital, the police, the prayer group, the school, the therapist. I felt so confused. I did the wrong thing so many times, but the thing I did that felt right all the time was just to wrap my arms around you and hold you while you cried.” Love is the healer, but it’s not a formula or prescription. It’s presence.

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  2. Good morning to you, Jamie. This is beautiful. I have always been a fiercely independent person, “I can do it myself” independent. Just this year, maybe turning 70, I have begun to recognize that my children’s desire to help me and care for me feels good, feels like the love you describe. Thanks for putting it into words that my heart can confirm. I couldn’t pull up the photo – don’t know if the problem is in my computer or yours. Maybe someone else will comment.

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