Mr. Reeve’s notebook

Mr. Reeve’s notebook
holds emotions best kept folded
hidden between the lines
of each page left closed
some words are best left internally bound
pages of things not said
a way to let them live, unbroken.

Mr Reeve’s notebook
stores memories for caressing
this is the place for confessing
leave well alone the torn spots
they are his rips to finger gently
his pages are his own.

Some day, when rain has fallen
he will let someone read his journey
if only they will not ask
if only they will just wait
he just may gift them with
his notebook in their hand.

Mr. Reeve’s notebook
holds words he cannot be crying
for hurts are like goodbye
best left to slowly wander
best left to thinking sleep
when he is allowed to be
less than is expected
so much more than is believed.

Sceptics would turn human
with one revealing peek,
a window,
into a soul quite human.
Mr Reeve’s notebook
where he is himself revealed.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

3 thoughts on “Mr. Reeve’s notebook

  1. The concept of this poem is very cool… for some reason I picture Mr. Reeves as short and English and would enjoy setting him up with my friend MedicatedLady, though she tends to go for taller guys. 🙂

    This one calls to me because I know the power of a notebook, whether blank or filled.

    “he just may gift them with,
    his notebook in their hand” =

    I really like those lines and the image they convey, and my interpretation of them is that they represent what we writers do every day – offer someone our verse/prose if only they would take it.

    Really good!

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