Today a Poem and a little Celebration

champagne and bookToday for Monday’s with Martin, we bring you a poem by David Martin, in honor of April being National Poetry Month, plus a little champagne in honor of our new Fine Lines Website!



 Your absence

pulls my skin from its flesh

and reveals empty places

packed with feeling.

Traces of your presence

linger over wine glasses,

opened books, and a rumpled pillow.

The echoes of your voice

make music to my jangled nerves.

The soft breeze I felt

was a ripple of your breath

gently caressing my face.



David Martin © 1996