Kai Michael Neumann Poet Free verse

Olive's Cinnamon Bark

Olive’s Cinnamon Bark

It took her some while to sense the meaning of feeling good in her skin

Her mirror her prism her mosaic glass and the mist on the crystal of time

At first it had appeared to project a tarnished reflection of yesteryear’s 

				Cinnamon Bark of Youth

A silver hair dropping its flair onto laughter lines and sorrow grooves

The imager an hour glass of pleaded messages to tempt with gloss and mask

To stifle the miracle silken touch with unkind uncalled for varnished perplexion’s

				Olive Shine of Middle Age

Still a child at heart tanned by weather of challenges growth blissfully wild

Perception perspective’s inclusion recovered beauty never lost but adorned

With garnished collection of scent’s senses and unspoken images to become

				Acorns of Seniority

27 March 2018

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Franci Hoffman May 31, 2019 at 9:25 AM Your words are beautifully woven and flow like a lovely breeze! Kai Michael Neumann May 31, 2019 at 11:08 AM Thank you Franci. I appreciate that. Kind wishes, Kai

Solomon Ochwo-Oburu May 31, 2019 at 6:30 AM Michael, this poem loves me and I love the poem.Cinnamon power is my drink and I feel like becoming what it makes the character in your poem. Marvelous. Kai Michael Neumann May 31, 2019 at 11:08 AM Thank you Solomon. Age is too beautiful to 'worry' about ageing. Kind wishes, Kai

Darlene De Beaulieu April 25, 2018 at 8:08 PM Hello Kai, you have written a lovely poem. I like the way all the words flow together. have a nice evening my friend. Kai Michael Neumann May 31, 2019 at 11:05 AM Thank you Darlene. A poem about my wife wife, who is inspiring and so much more ...

Sunlite Wanter April 10, 2018 at 10:47 AM You read my mail - I read your poem twice so far. "A silver hair dropping its flair......." Very nice. Kai Michael Neumann April 28, 2018 at 3:03 AM Hi Sunlight Wanter. Thank you for your praise. Kind wishes and lots of sun from Istanbul, Kai

Debbie Duncan April 10, 2018 at 2:28 AM I liked the way you weaved your words up there. I have to read more of your words. Thanks for coming to read my Addiction poem :) Kai Michael Neumann April 10, 2018 at 4:20 AM Thank you Debbie for reading and liking. Many wishes, Kai

Becca Teagan April 2, 2018 at 11:35 PM This is very lovely, Kai. Kai Michael Neumann April 3, 2018 at 3:17 AM Thank you Becca.

Paul Callus March 31, 2018 at 7:18 AM This is such a beautiful way to write about your wife, Kai. Though we all pass through different stages in life, not all of them appeal to us...but eventually we come to accept them. Regards // paul Kai Michael Neumann April 1, 2018 at 3:48 AM Thank you Paul. And one of the many beautiful things about Tai is that she has come to the conclusion to accept her beautiful body for what it is. Happy Easter Paul.

Suzanne Delaney March 29, 2018 at 6:09 AM Such a beautiful poem about, as women, becoming comfortable in our own skin. Tai must truly love this tribute beautifully layered with meaning. I love the nuance in the last line as acorns become the next generation. Poetry HUGS! SuZ Kai Michael Neumann March 30, 2018 at 2:07 AM Thank you Suzanne. An edit is the truth as I see it. I am glad that you picked up the nuance with the oak tree and acorn. Many hugs back, Kai

Caren Krutsinger March 29, 2018 at 4:40 AM 12 going on 80 shall be your next poem and I predict it will be a doozy, Kai. I feel you have many more beautiful wife soul poems in your creative poets heart. Kai Michael Neumann March 29, 2018 at 4:45 AM Thank you Caren. I guess that you are right. In some ways, Tai is far more poetic than I am. Many wishes, Kai

Jan Allison March 29, 2018 at 3:12 AM You make the process of aging sound so beautiful with your poetic words kai. I especially love 'Still a child at heart tanned by weather of challenges growth blissfully wild'. I hope your wife loved this gem as much as I did - into my faves:-) hugs jan xx Kai Michael Neumann March 29, 2018 at 4:46 AM Thank you very much. It is easier to write about Tai (my wife) than it is about my own ageing. But...there is an idea. Many wishes, Kai

CayCay Godwin March 28, 2018 at 10:43 AM This is divine, truly a beautiful write concerning a women and aging with imagery that is outstanding in bringing your points home. I'm faving this. Being in the autumn of my life I often laugh about morning time that was once allocated to making up my face, now being spent trying to erase it. You speak truth - on the inside, in our forever space, we never age. Gripping. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Kai Michael Neumann March 29, 2018 at 2:07 AM Thank you CayCay. I wrote this poem with my wonderful wife in mind. Beautiful inside and out...

James Marshall Goff March 28, 2018 at 9:05 AM Kai, each cycle so beautifully expressed in poetry! to my faves! I join your "Acorns of Seniority" as I turn 62 in 2 months...stunning poem! Kai Michael Neumann March 28, 2018 at 10:49 AM Thank you James. I am 58 now. I had my wife in mind when I write this poem, though she is a young one at 45. But then she always felt that she is 12 going on 80. Anyway, thank you again.

Silent One March 27, 2018 at 1:39 PM Love that title, this is really well expressed, a few will be able to relate to you.. Kai Michael Neumann March 28, 2018 at 10:48 AM Thank you Silent one. I guess this poem is an adage to my wife Tai.