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...
A Special Guy CJ.A great write about someone very close to your heart. Sid John
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~
A very soothingly, composed poem, enjoyable. Not everyone gets the import of the word 'was', a syndrome I get with my 'O Dearest Love'.
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!
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 ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A stunning tribute. Warm, glowing, kind of sexy in a feminine-describes-the-masculine way. Utterly engaging and finely crafted. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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