"But first, baby, as you climb and count the stairs (and they total the same), did you, sometime or somewhere, have a different idea?
Is this, baby, what you were born to feel, and do, and be?"

-Kenneth Fearing

Monday, April 4, 2011

Table by the Pier


Let's not go just yet.

We can catch a boat

in the afternoon,

later, when it’s dark.

Just sit with me here

in the glow a while and

tell me your terrible secrets.

I'll carve them in the wood

with my jackknife

for strangers to read

when we're gone.

                                                           -Brent Allard


  1. Thank you. so glad you enjoyed it!

  2. Arr. Love this. It's so captivating brings you into the moment with a longing to be captured in that moment.

  3. Thank you Lori! glad you got that out of it!

  4. Oh my, that gave me chills! I could hear the water lapping and hear the evening breeze. Beautiful, Brent! I need to remind myself to visit here more often...or I need to check & see if you have email subscribe (feedburner) option.

    ~ Dawn

  5. Love it. Sharp ending. Okay, sorry about the pun.

  6. @Dawn, Thank you! There is a feed link upp at the top!

  7. @lana, Thank you! Yes, very sharp. Lol.