Gifts

on Ethel’s birthday

Bring to me water
Taken from the well of the moon.
Bring to me bread
Baked into brown, round loaves.

This is my water and bread:
My woman with hands as white as the moon
And eyes as dark as the brown loaves
Bringing me the food and drink of life.

13 Comments

Filed under Poetry, Thomas Davis

13 responses to “Gifts

  1. Oh Tom, this is lovely!!

    A very happy birthday to Ethel from me! X

    I hope you are recovering wll fom surgery.

    With Love

    Christine

  2. Truly a beautiful poem, Happy Birthday Ethel and happy day to you Tom too! xx

  3. Ina

    Hi Tom and Ethel, happy birthday and speedy recovery! This is a beautiful poem 🙂 xx

  4. What need for more? Enjoy your day together. And many more. 🙂

  5. Caddo Veil

    Beautiful simplicity. Happy Birthday, Ethel!–best wishes and love to you both. love, Caddo

  6. eremophila

    Truly magnificent expression.
    Happy Birthday Ethel♥

  7. Sonja

    Happy Birthday Mom!

  8. Happy birthday, Ethel! Lovely, lovely offering, Tom.

  9. A most beautiful poem!!!
    (A belated happy birthday to Ethel!)

  10. Thanks for the comments! Tom and Ethel

  11. Scriptor Obscura

    Happy Birthday, Ethel. I hope Tom is doing well and recovering…My best wishes. You are in my thoughts.

  12. Anna Mark

    Crying. Beautiful poem, Thomas. What love.

  13. Water & bread never sounded so good…

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