Tim Smith Poet Personification

Still Out Back

Hints of warmer days and barbeque dreams
filter through the last gasps of winter air
cold drinks and late nights soon to be seen
through tiny openings of the back door screen

I've been knocked down, stained and hammered 
screwed tight over and over and about to be stripped
laid out, measured, broken, rotted and ripped
rained on, burnt up and walked upon by lesser men

I'm weathered and worn but I'm still alive out back
my creaks tell a different story as I sway in the wind
inebriated adventures still speak of regretful moments of sin
the birds have all used me and I'm barely hanging on

Still standing in a spot of your last shooting star wish
Waiting for some attention and that first springtime kiss

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Sofia Ra March 21, 2017 at 11:42 AM Your use of words is beautiful and thought provoking. Great job!

Doug Vinson March 16, 2017 at 3:03 PM "The birds have all used me" - Ha! Love it, Tim. : ) Oh yes - did you hear about the drunk guy that walked into a bar through the screen door? --Really strained himself.

Pashang Salehi March 16, 2017 at 12:21 AM Oh Tim, you an I both standing and wishing... Great...

Demetrios Trifiatis March 11, 2017 at 5:40 AM Is it beautiful to be expecting better days while reminiscing beautiful ones! A fantastic writing my friend, Tim! Be brave winter is over, spring just around the corner! haha!

Darren White March 11, 2017 at 2:48 AM Hah! I think you are a rickety bench! Don't kick me if I am wrong :) But whatever you are, you once were beautiful, seen a lot, been trampled, but still fiercely alive. And you have a way with words :)

Eve Roper March 10, 2017 at 11:43 PM Love the imagery :-) I'm ready for the summer fun ~*

Arthur Vaso March 10, 2017 at 9:33 PM Beautiful again, oh well at least I can help out with the drinks and BBQ part!

Andrea Dietrich March 10, 2017 at 6:18 PM this is FANTASTIC personification, Tim. I love it. FAVE

Lisa Ricci March 10, 2017 at 4:34 PM Hello Tim. You may be out back but you are not out. This is lovely and the meaning of waiting with hope and dreams say it all and to me that springtime kiss is that hope and dream and yes attention. This is just my small opinion of course. I very much enjoyed this. Well done throughout and beautiful poetry.

Lynn Marie March 10, 2017 at 2:56 PM Oh the hope that springtime brings :-) A very 'real' write Tim, many challenges faced, some won, some lost yet one look at the 'stars' and possibilities seem endless.:-) I love this, a fave, 7++++ :-) blessings and happy spring to you :-) lynn

Heidi Sands March 10, 2017 at 2:35 PM This poem really moves along Tim. I love how you ended this too :)

Chris Green March 10, 2017 at 2:07 PM Tim, this is great, I kept seeing so many different images as I read but found that none of them mattered much once I got to the ending. Really nicely done.

Charmaine Chircop March 10, 2017 at 1:49 PM The ending is so romantic, full of hope.. It seems we were both thinking of stars in a different way, because I posted a poem ending with star thoughts, your verse is much more intense than mine... Love the shifting in yr poem from sad, bruised to a beautiful ending. A fave. Tim Smith March 10, 2017 at 1:51 PM Thanks very much Charma...you know I do love the stars : )