How Simple it Is by Fabrice Poussin

It may not require so much to achieve peace

for just knowing that you exist

not so far that I could almost touch you

and I can close my eyes and dream of you.

The single thought that soon, I will see you

smile again as you ponder the daily tasks

makes my own soul grin with delight

and I can snuggle with this image

It is only a matter of days until at last

I will be given to the pleasure of hearing you speak

while your voice of pearls and diamonds

echoes in an everlasting song through the walls of the infinite.

And you will laugh as you always do when

a visitor happens to greet you in the morning

simply because it is you, and you enjoy the laughter

happy or not, the contagious glee takes place.

Guided by the duties at hand, you will walk in

surrounded by emails to answer, books to read

meetings to prepare and what must follow

as you plan for the evening at home and walk away.

Perhaps you will speak of the hard moments

the news, not always so good, of a distressed friend

a tear refusing to find its way to your shaking hand

and you may bite your lip to keep from a meltdown.

I know I am eager to plunge into your eyes again

to spend a few minutes cradled within your soul

so I too will smile, laugh, and speak of the sun

as it shines upon us and give you joy.

Fabrice Poussin

4 thoughts on “How Simple it Is by Fabrice Poussin”

  1. Bill Tope's avatar Bill Tope says:

    Wonderful metaphors and phrasing and imagery. The line, “I know I am eager to plunge into your eyes again…” I will remember for a long time.

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  3. DWB's avatar DWB says:

    Fabrice

    In many excellent poems, the really important thing about the piece is not what’s put in, but what’s left out. You do a great job in this piece of leaving room for ambiguity, speculation, imagination, as to who the “you” is in this piece. If this aspect were more specific and concrete and nailed-down, the whole aura of the poem would become less intriguing. This is a technical aspect of writing poetry which must be both fine-tuned and instinctual and which is so profound and so important that it’s often left completely out of various textbooks on “how to write poetry.” You’ve created both mystery and relatability in the way you’ve used “you” here. Nice work! I also enjoy the flowing lines in your poems.

    Dale

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