chardonnay

chardonnay

A Poem by Lydia
"

fridays are not quite what they used to be, but....

"





the heat of an unclothed fantasy

renders the air sweet

words kiss my palms

flashy pheromones flow

secreted syllables samba cautiously

i read my words aloud

rolling my tongue over them

to taste omissions - - swallow errors

to perhaps uncover that certain dash of elan

then have an affair with it


but alas, blank verse and end rhyme

argue uncontrollably on the page before me

till the glittering voltage of a marginal metaphor

gives aerodynamic power

to yet another crumpled morsel of linen bond

indeed, slumber will find me

after i pledge my love and devotion

to only my trusty chardonnay

 


© 2017 Lydia



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I'm not sure, but I gather this Friday night was less than satisfying becuz you fell asleep with your empty goblet instead of your hunny? *smile* As always, your sensual style is exquisite & your writing wordplay rivals Jacob, both of you with amazingly smooth & original literary metaphors!

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

5 Months Ago

Nah, poetry is not always a reflection of real life...as you know. I don't even drink alcohol! :) .. read more



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Oh the power of that marginal, magical metaphor. The end is so uplifting, a heady combination of poetry and sweet wine. This would be the perfect Friday evening for me. Loved this exquisite poem, Lydi

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

2 Months Ago

Divya, thank you so much for going back to find this one. I really appreciate it. Lydi**
DIVYA

2 Months Ago

Its a pleasure all mine, Lydi.
I'm not sure, but I gather this Friday night was less than satisfying becuz you fell asleep with your empty goblet instead of your hunny? *smile* As always, your sensual style is exquisite & your writing wordplay rivals Jacob, both of you with amazingly smooth & original literary metaphors!

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

5 Months Ago

Nah, poetry is not always a reflection of real life...as you know. I don't even drink alcohol! :) .. read more
Lydi... you are impetuous in style...
"to perhaps uncover that certain dash of
elan then have an affair with it".
My favorite poem of yours ever. truly, Pat

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

WOW...and you have read so many. Thank you, my friend. Lydi**
Love it love it love your style

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

Thank you, Julie. Lydi**
Oh you sweet darling. I don't know what I would do without your sensual writing falling on my tear filled eyes. Magnificent! Great image too!

Regards,
Al

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

Dry those eyes and keep smiling, Al. It makes others wonder what you have been up to! :) Thanks f.. read more
this makes me smile lydi. :)
the aerodynamic power, such a clever and humorous insert, almost as if the chardonnay has inspired a playfulness in the moment

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

You always "feel" my poetry, Ana. Thank you very much. Lydi**
Closed

6 Months Ago

Welcome. And yes, I do. :)
Just when all seemed lost, that 'marginal metaphor ' came into existence and was the catalyst for another Friday evening masterpiece!

Your affair with words Lydia, indeed produces a most magical, eclectic mix of poetically charged pheromones that we all can enjoy and benefit from, kudos and long may your romance continue!

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

Thank you, Tom. I appreciate your review. Lydi**
How you capture the torment of writing fruitlessly as the alcohol is imbibed to dampen emotion and yet sharpen wit Lydi.

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

Thank you, John. I appreciate your visits. Lydi**
Memory is the best vintage for poetry, an inspiration above all others. With each year that passes, its potency increases; and we lyrically linger at its rim. As always, a pleasure to read.

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

"we lyrically linger at its rim" You should use that line in a poem, my friend! Thank you so much .. read more
I was going to say something witty Lydi, but then I read Emmajoys comments and your replies and figure everything has been said except for the "nice", but then I am just going to relish those samba syllables as they dance carefree in elan... there is nothing better than an affair with poetry and Lydi, you make Fridays word wonderful...

redzone

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia

6 Months Ago

The "nice" is always a good post script, doncha know? I have been having an affair with poetry fo.. read more

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