Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

! ! A Practical Kind Of Loving - Poem by Alison Cassidy

Your perfume lingers on my clothes,
like the image of your small determined face.

You watched me hug him – your husband of sixty odd years;
His thin body craving the closeness;
His eyes twinkling at the remembrance of woman's flesh;
His hand squeezing mine with relish still.

'You know I can't give him that'
you say without bitterness
'I never could.'

Dear Jeanie,
you visit him every day
and chat brightly
to his far-away eyes.
A pity his illness scares you so.
Your love was always of such a practical kind


Comments about ! ! A Practical Kind Of Loving by Alison Cassidy

  • Gold Star - 9,637 Points Ramesh T A (1/1/2010 1:18:00 AM)

    An inevitable cautious love survives all concerned! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Juniper March (10/12/2009 1:48:00 PM)

    what wonderful characters, you have a talent for describing a scene so poignantly, it is active, alive, and engrossing. Truly captures a moment with its presence of mind. Your characters are deep, I feel like I know them. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,336 Points Jerry Hughes (10/8/2009 6:58:00 PM)

    You've summed the situation up perfectly Al, I don't know who to feel sorrier for. Love, Jez (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jasper Pane (9/25/2009 7:22:00 PM)

    Allie...
    I have spent much time with you today.
    You never fail to awe me and lift my
    spirits.

    If thousands of miles of water did not
    seperate us, I would insist you and
    yours join me for a long lunch.

    You...are simply the best.

    With warmest thoughts and wishes,

    Jasper (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Graham Russell (8/14/2009 10:07:00 AM)

    a beautiful poem...
    full of love (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 12 Points premji premji (7/17/2009 1:30:00 AM)

    blend of love..love...and love............ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sisha Kalam (7/16/2009 12:15:00 AM)

    a very well crafted poem, a great work (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 7 Points Tailor Bell (7/15/2009 11:21:00 AM)

    a kind of love so well portrayed in this brief snippet of life, a testament to your skill and style Allie. been awhile... -Tailor (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sandra Fowler (7/15/2009 7:09:00 AM)

    The poignant mood of this poem lingers on
    like the fragrance of your friend's perfume.
    I am deeply touched by the fragility
    of Jeanie who chats brightly to her
    husband's far-away eyes. An exceptional
    poem picture that only you could have
    painted, Alison.10/10.

    Love,

    SandraX (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 47 Points Meggie Gultiano (7/14/2009 9:36:00 PM)

    This is an emotional filled words you perfectly crafted, Ali.
    You are very observant. I love your style.
    Hugs,
    meggie (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Patrick A. Martin (7/14/2009 9:07:00 PM)

    we each have to give what it is given to us to give as we eack take what it is given to us to take -- I have not read your words before but I'm going to be reading them from now. ttttttttttttttttttTTTTTTTTen (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 8 Points Anjali Sinha (7/14/2009 12:07:00 AM)

    wowwwwwwwwww
    yours is a 'practical kind'
    A+++ and 10++
    i luvvvvvvv vit! ! ! !
    anjali (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Karin Anderson (sorry can't vote or comment) . (7/12/2009 7:56:00 AM)

    You just have a way with words Alison and have allowed us to look into someone's life once more.
    Your friend has not been perfect but she had admirably supported her husband through thick and thin. Just before my Mother died she told he she felt guilty as she had not made love to my Father for some time. Like you have done, I said things were different now, and she had been such a strength throughout her marriage as she was the practical one. Thank you for sharing your
    touching story. 10 Karin Anderson (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 24 Points Andrew Blakemore (7/10/2009 4:30:00 PM)

    It's always a pleasure to read your glorious poems of every day life Alison. Beautifully described once again. Best wishes, Andrew x (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shashendra Amalshan (7/10/2009 3:58:00 PM)

    hI Allie! ! ! ! !


    hey this again is nice visual write indeed, .. yeah your words can touch many hearts..
    and the readers begin to get a feel of characters you bring to life in your poetry..
    lovely write ma'am...10++=

    with lots of love and hugs! ! ! !
    shan (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,359 Points C. P. Sharma (7/10/2009 3:46:00 AM)

    Exquisitely penned with sense and sensibility.
    CP (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,573 Points David Harris (7/9/2009 5:23:00 PM)

    Allie, there is a very poignant message hidden within this beautifully worded poem. Love is timeless and we should accept all that is given gracefully. Another wonderful window on life you have opened and allowed us to peer through into your world. Top marks and thanks for sharing it with us my friend.
    Hugs David (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Bob Blackwell (7/9/2009 12:55:00 PM)

    Ali, you are a kind woman who understand the meaning of a hug, the love it gives to fill a need. Some like you protray can; t give through birth or circumstance.. I find this sad. Top marks for empathy and noticing. Love Bobx 10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sally Carter (7/8/2009 7:02:00 AM)

    What a poignant image. It sounds as if Jeanie was loving to the end, not resenting you being able to give something she couldn't. Terrific characterisation. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 33 Points Fay Slimm (7/8/2009 4:52:00 AM)

    Your accute observation of life is brought out yet further by this piece my dear friend - -and nowhere more clearly than in such phrases - -he 'craving the closeness- eyes twinkling at the remembrance of woman's flesh' - - that reads with pathos as does your advice to the 'she' - - a delicate and tender verse.... love from Fay. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 8, 2009



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