Never Enough

Posted on August 17, 2020 by

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Janine sat on the front porch in her creaky rocking chair watching the sun peek over the horizon. It was going to be another long, hot day. She closed her eyes, listening to the birds singing to the rising sun. Memories came flooding back. She drifted off, lost in the past.

He was there, always- brief flashes of strong arms encircling her at odd moments every day. When she was in the henhouse, gathering eggs, when she was mucking out the horse stall, and laying down fresh hay. He enchanted her at the most unexpected times. In an instant, their clothes torn away as they lay on the sweet smelling alfalfa. After, he was pulling strands of hay from her curly tendrils.

How she missed him!

When it is over said and done, it was a time and there was never enough of it.

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Prosery

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

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41 Comments on “Never Enough”

  2. I love the gentle setting of scene, with the ‘birds singing to the rising sun’ and the expert handling of the flashback, Linda, as well as the description of the intimate moments. It’s true, there never is enough time together.

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  4. Goodness! This is breathtakingly beautiful, Linda! ❤️ I love the tone and the pacing 😀 as well as the romance between the two. You have sent me on a nostalgic trip of my own 😉

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  5. I have to say this made me a bit teary because it made me think of my mom. In her final months, she thought my dad lived in the same facility she was in, and even though they had been divorced and he died many years ago, her face (or voice, since I couldn’t see her) lit up when she talked about seeing him there. It actually comforted me though that she thought he was there with her.

    Oversharing, maybe. 😏 But lovely story, Linda.

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  6. Very poignant with beauty, and yes indeed melancholy. This has grief in this poem and it is especially accentuated in the reflection from the narrator. Very beautiful writing, as always; I enjoyed your wonderful take on the prompt. ❤

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  7. Some things are like that, love and ice cream, one helping is never enough. Your poem is sweet, comfortable, and your memories come off as trey vivid.

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