Repetition colors dimples impressions where the grass bent. Sonorous sensations; clouds come and go. Title tells the story wherever my father went. Footsteps still pressed I’m mind.
Hey Jonathan (no h). Just got hip to you because you nodded at one of my posts. Read a few of the poems, like em much. Not to be a reductive putz, but I caught a little Gerard Manley Hopkins, intentional or not and wondered if your father played you the same Dylan Thomas record my dad played for me when I was seven, and heard that voice, and thought god himself was speaking, saying, "my boy, you will rhyme or die!"
Classic. Deserves to be read far and wide.
Thank you, Judson
I quite like the second verse.
Thanks, John
Repetition colors dimples impressions where the grass bent. Sonorous sensations; clouds come and go. Title tells the story wherever my father went. Footsteps still pressed I’m mind.
Thank you, Richard
Love the image, “morning clouds where they went”.
Thanks, Stan
Love love love!
Ah, thank you Mary
great poem thank you for sharing it , Jonathan .Peace to you
thanks, mitch
Good one.
Thank you, Malcolm
A lovely reflection though I found the resignation and regret rose like a wave as it finished; overflowing the beautify.
Thanks, Patris -- good observation
My favorite so far, but I’ve said that before … until the next one! ❤️
Thank you, Christine
Wonderful Jonathan. A soothing musicality. Thanks.
grazie mille, fratello mio
Oh such an incredible poem!
Thanks, Brian
This is so good, Jonathan! The repetition and cadence, like a lullaby, are just stunning.
Thanks, Rod
Bittersweet and fragile.
Thank you, Mark
Hey Jonathan (no h). Just got hip to you because you nodded at one of my posts. Read a few of the poems, like em much. Not to be a reductive putz, but I caught a little Gerard Manley Hopkins, intentional or not and wondered if your father played you the same Dylan Thomas record my dad played for me when I was seven, and heard that voice, and thought god himself was speaking, saying, "my boy, you will rhyme or die!"
Thanks, Tommy. Here’s my poetry origin story: https://substack.com/@jonathanpotter/note/c-64335976?r=5v6j7&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=notes-share-action