Monday, August 1, 2011

Comfortable


Old shoes, thick laces:
toes scuffed, soles worn;
belt, braided:
waist-stretched,
sometimes shrunken;
t-shirt: yellow leaning
to white, Birmingham
Sweet Home Alabama;
Bible, tan leather cover:
hand-imprint faded,
sweat-stained,
pages smudged, marked.

This poem is submitted to the Warrior Poet Circle hosted by Jason Stasyszen. To see other poems based on the prompt “comfortable,” please visit Connecting to Impact.

Photograph: Old book by Anna Cervova via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.
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6 comments:

  1. UnknownAugust 1, 2011 at 9:24 AM

    A lot of comforting items listed.

    Are you from Bham? Somehow I did not know that. I'm sitting in downtown Bham as I type this.

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  2. David RupertAugust 1, 2011 at 11:28 AM

    The older I get, the more I crave those "comfortable" items. Like the shoes, the sweater, the same disc.

    Ah. This was a sweet poem of comfort

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  3. AnonymousAugust 1, 2011 at 11:48 AM

    Thanks for the simple joy and comfort of this poem. Just beautiful. You made me feel it. Thanks Glynn.

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  4. S. EtoleAugust 1, 2011 at 1:31 PM

    I can almost feel the smooth, worn leather of that book ...

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  5. AnonymousAugust 1, 2011 at 1:36 PM

    good

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  6. Sandra Heska KingAugust 1, 2011 at 10:24 PM

    I want to brush my hand over that Bible.

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