A Rendezvous to Dine at Five

i met him,

i meet him

every day at 5pm

 

i heard him sing

with a baritone voice

lovely it is, and soothing

 

carving took him 16 months

his 6ft tall cigar wooden indian chief

stands outside his door

 

says he used his wife's hands

beautifully sculpted, perfected hands

"arms are a bit too long"

 

each crack and crevice from the hickory

tells the tale of his life

artists are creation sustainors

 

he writes poetry

he read it to me

with his caressing voice

 

he likes me

i like him too

he is 92 years old

 

Ron is a widower

i am 64, a divorcee

he and i are friends

 

he eats at a table with lovelies

all who happen to be in their 90s

dressed in their finest at 5pm

 

it is a wonderful experience

to enjoy the beauty of art and love

of the Assissted Living

 

some think they cannot do

i've learned; they do more

than many others can think

 





Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2016-10-24 at 21:48

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I admire the way you lead off without capitalizing your words, it gives an idea of incompleteness, but the poems ends very much complete.
2016-10-25


Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
Dear Kathy,

I find this a wonderfully uplifting and life-enriching piece which
celebrates true friendship and real respect. I can relate to the circumstances of your companionship, having just turned 65 last week.

Poetbay is very lucky to have you as a resident... sad that we can't meet in the restaurant of young old age in reality.

Ah, well, pass the cyber-menu!

Cheers, Chris
2016-10-25


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this, and identify as my world has "seniors" in it as well, and their youthfulness, humor, and insights making the time thoroughly pleasant.
2016-10-25



Wow what a nice picture you've painted
2016-10-25


Phyllis J. Rhodes
What an inspiring joy! What a discovery! He and his art, old and beautiful. What is more beautiful than an old poet. This is a tender, sweet story told bit by bit that hooked me and reeled me in. Artists are in deed "creation sustainors". And their creations, like this poem, sustain them.
2016-10-24



Inspiring and beautiful in thought. How we tend to under estimate those of a certain age. I am sure 5 o'clock is a beautiful sight of an elegance out of the past. Enjoyed this.
Ashe
2016-10-24