Spider silk soft
Breath light
Fabric baring threads
Of caress and comfort
Colors not
But night and light
Black white none
Easy to have
Kept as sleep
In the heart
Nodding to waking
Shed to skin
At the dawning
*** not the most romantic of titles for a cubist love poem – smiles – a little something for the dVerse prompt
thecourseofourseasons 
loved the progression… does Bob know he’s the object of one of your poems… LOL… is he singing in public yet… such a nice voice
Lovely Kathleen, for me you created an image of the night shirt that was clear to me. As much as a night shirt can be clear.
Nothing like a comfy old shirt to evoke feelings & memories. Great stuff. Thank you.
Sweet topic for a poem, Kathleen. There is something very comfortable about old night clothes.
There’s something comforting about old nightshirt ~ Enjoyed this one Kathleen ~ Somehow I got this, smiles ~
shedding skin at dawn…smiles…nice….
great description of the night shirt…and the warmth of it…or him…smiles.
oh nice… old nightshirts are so comforting… and they carry the feel of their owner so well… love Spider silk soft… palpable..
love the delicate feel to it…
A lovely interesting amalgamation of styles, or meaning; touching on real events, visceral, sweet; enjoyed it a lot.
Groovy piece. Love- “Kept as sleep / In the heart”
Well, I like your cubism more than Gertruede Stein’s, I can say that much! I love the description of this well loved piece of clothing. I have worn certain loved t-shirts to near transparency before reluctantly parting with them. I still miss them.
I like how you combine the cubist inspiration to the Neruda ode style.. maybe he was also inspired in writing ode to my socks… 🙂