Like the comfort of twenty-year walks
We slip in that familiar pace
Our feet match up
Our faces, our minds.
You know me so well.
No need to finish the objects, the verbs.
No need to stem the flow
Or soften the blow.
One eyebrow raised gives the game away
And we burst in giggles as we did before.
No game this,
Just hearts meeting,
Sharing life and wonders.
Harbour for each other.
This poem about dear friends is a tribute to Dave King, a good man, poet and friend, who regularly participated in dVerse Poets Pub.
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A friend that you know THAT well is a real treasure. It is nice to talk with someone, I think, with whom you don’t have to explain your history….as they have been through it with you. Nicely expressed.
One of my oldest and dearest friends I’ve known from the age of 5 and we’ve survived changing schools, countries, years of living thousands of miles away. We can still pick up the phone and chat about our innermost thoughts, fears, joys, as if the conversation never stops. It’s wonderful, indeed.
Love how you take me from walking together to talking an poetry… what a wonderful way to describing friendship.
I was aiming to render that ‘lock-step’ match of pace, feeling, thought. Thank you for your comment.
i love when there’s such closeness that the other can finish the sentences for us because they already know what we wanna say… this is wonderful..
And you sometimes have those cryptic conversations, where you say: ‘well, you know…’ and the other says: ‘I know… exactly…’. Yet such friendships can also be wonderfully inclusive of others.
ha i like the simple joys of being together and knowing each other so well…it feels like that favorite shirt that fits just right….cool….
As the Japanese say: the old, comfortable slipper…
Such close friends are rare Marina Sofia! A beautiful expression of the friendship you share.
So know what you mean: and you can meet years later and the feeling of comfort is still there.
The lovely thing is, I see that being replicated by my children… still so close to their friends from babyhood, despite the distance.
like a pair of old shoes… love it
How very Japanese – they have an expression just like that (comfortable old slippers) for love and friendship that has lasted over the years.
Well said. beautiful.
Those friendships are rare and truly a gift. I count myself blest to have had a few such as you describe so well.
They are so much harder to start and maintain in adult life, these friendships. Although, sadly, you often find yourself growing apart from your childhood friends too.
I agree with Victoria, a rare gift. Beautifully realized.
A lovely tribute to friends Marina.
Dear Marina Sofia,
Yes, that was Dave. How lovely especially the last bit
Harbour for each other…
Unfortunately I started visiting dVerse Poets too late to get to really know him, but everything I hear from you all shows what a lovely, generous man he was. And his poems are so varied and such fun to read.
Exactly even in death, friendships in cyberspace especially along narrow routes leaves us close and separate at the same time. What a strange paradox. Your poem features that distance so well.
When hearts and minds meet, perhaps the physical distance doesn’t matter. For a while at least.
What a blessing to share and harbour those friendships ~ Meaningful share, thanks ~
Just hearts meeting,
Sharing life and wonders.
Harbour for each other.
Those lines are just perfect!
Thank you, it’s one of the first poems I wrote (when I started writing poetry again a year or so ago) and I thought it was a bit rough round the edges. But it seemed to be so suitable for this occasion, that I had to share it.
a fine write, Marina ~
harbour for each other, how wonderful
We may have many friendships in life, but this kind you describe–that’s something precious. Beautiful work.
I treasure them indeed. Thank you for visiting and commenting.
What a perfect description of a close friend. Just loved this poem.
Thank you, Linda. I must remember to tell my friends, too, just how I feel about them, and not just assume they know. (Although they do, of course).
What a good tribute to a friend and to friendship. 🙂
I love “harbour for each other”. I have a friend like that too. A treasure.
beautiful 🙂