i don’t mind

blue eyes


the crust of life’s


not yet caught

in the corners

bright smile


not yet able

to fake fascination

in a woman’s ways

I loved you then

back when

my young heart

didn’t know

it could hold

more than you

old eyes


by the dust

of the young

running past me

I don’t mind

how could i?

you’re still here

in my heart

where you belong

time was the test

and the rest couldn’t

crowd you out

©2009 rhonda lee richoux

Published by Rhonda Lee Richoux

I am retired from the public school system. I create magic wands and spells, write mediocre poetry and the occasional freelance magazine article; research local history and family genealogy; I’m an activist and keep in touch with friends, family and archenemies on Facebook, Twitter, What’s App and Word Press. I'm a Fiipina-Cajun troublemaker and trickster. I'm feeling as invincible as Keith Richards these days. Fuck is my favorite word.

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