Stones

[Keith]

Hi Leanne
Very much enjoyed the read, your poetry always gives me options that keeps each read fresh and this is no exception, my take and third read was about the N childhood home and I found it to be a celebration and a little sad at he end that its missed, but that could just have been me projecting. Very much enjoyed. Keith

I remember you from the ground up. We interesting line break it makes the word hang, I like that I also like the slanted view
were smaller then, faces washed, eager to please, well convayed bright image
sure that the world would hold us. You came to life
beneath my feet, and I swallowed the breath you had held
for so long before you knew to exhale.  love these lines makes me think of empty rooms learning to breath again as windows and doors open.
 
Others knew you, but they were not in my view
and your eyes blinkered with mine. We grew together, a witness to life very nice
sinned, were forgiven; tore apart, mended each other,
burned and were broken. all the bumps an knocks of life affecting the N and the home
 
My others passed. Your others passed. We stayed.
I don’t know you now, but I dream of you dream is well placed it takes into the night and sets up the end line.
and when the doors close, I know you wait in the dark. Delightfull close. Quite a sad ending I thought at first but on further reads it was more reassuring.