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C.J. Heck

(August 10 / Born in Columbus OH - living in Florida)

… and his name was Doug

and I knew he loved me.
Bigger than life,
he was a man’s man
and so at home in his skin.
His legs bowed just a little
creating a sexy swagger
when he walked.

He was ornery as cat dirt
most of the time
smoking non-filtered Camels
he kept tucked in a pocket, or
rolled in the sleeve of a T-shirt,
tanned arm hanging out the side window
cruising his titty-pink and white ‘57 Chevy
with me, and I knew he loved me.

He could cuss and fight
with the best of them in public.
He was a man’s man
and so at home in his skin,
enough so to feel secure
being gentle with me
running his fingers through my hair
while I sat on the floor
between those bowed legs
as we watched TV together
and I knew he loved me.

Then Uncle Sam asked
for his help in Nam.
The army needed medics.
He was pre-med at college
and he never thought to question.
The town sheriff was Dad
and Dad taught him
that a man does what’s right.

His name was Doug
and he was bigger than life,
a man’s man, so easy in his skin,
ornery yet gentle,
and I knew even my name was
safe in his mouth
because he loved me.

My dear God,
how I loved him too...

Submitted: Saturday, October 21, 2006
Edited: Monday, October 25, 2010

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  • Nika Mcguin (2/18/2014 9:01:00 PM)

    Doug is the kind of character I'll never forget, because he's so real. you wrote him right into my living room; doesn't look like he wants to leave either. Beautiful work, I love it~ (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (12/11/2013 11:32:00 AM)

    A very soothingly, composed poem, enjoyable. Not everyone gets the import of the word 'was', a syndrome I get with my 'O Dearest Love'. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (9/25/2013 7:39:00 PM)

    A very passionate and emotionally charged write of love. Doug
    must be very special a real he man. Fought the war but couldn't
    fight love. Nicely written! (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (8/14/2009 1:08:00 AM)

    This is my kind of poetry. Direct, beautifully expressed and without a hint of pretension. Your Doug leaps off the page. His ordinariness is enchanting. As is your love for him. Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Francesca Johnson (10/21/2006 11:14:00 AM)

    A poem of someone so natural and unaffected, as your writing is, too, CJ. I especially liked the phrases 'so easy in his skin' and 'I knew even my name was safe in his mouth.' An enjoyable read and I will look for more of your poems.

    Love, Fran xx (Report) Reply

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