On Waking

just one of them occasions when ya want another half hour, or so..

On Waking

 

Once upon awakening

yet

before the first kiss of dawn

both her retina’s

caressed and blinking

pastel strobe effects are born

Then his poem swiftly read before

She took her breakfast

On the lawn

Partly ritual and now

Part her famous repartee…

 

Only moments later tho

Her palms went searching

and so very

very desperately

For that place she thought

his shadow slept

It was then no less

he realised

That he wanted to be forever

in her depths and debt…

 

Twas also then he noticed

broken leather sandal strap

and discarded robe so very

full of the scent Patchouli

Ah’ yes both arms were

stretched about her head and

legs well kissed and wet with

sweet dew from somewhere set

A golden triangle beckoned…

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

You paint a seductive scene very unlike anyone else & that’s the originality we all strive for! Sometimes I don’t picture every aspect of your imagery . . . maybe my life experience has been too different from yours . . . but there are always little cozy nests of familiarity that really POP for me, too! *smile* Your ending is deliciously subtle (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

You have a way of making my day Margie and you just done it again.... x

[Mrudula Rani]

Your poems of passion are exquisite and extraordinarily beautiful and very sensual! You write with such a perfection!

[Neville]

I am lost for words and so shall write and hum, I thank you my Fine Friend..... Neville

[Mrudula Rani]

It's entirely my pleasure.

[Neville]

Thank you again M...... N

[sette]

wow it is too passionate and sensual but then you write beautifully

[Neville]

wow back at you my friend, you are far too kind.... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

What a beautiful fantasy you have created here Neville. Golden triangles though, heartbreakers and dangerous. Not worth pursuing if you enjoy calm, relaxing waters. Your poem multi layered. Sun's out, have a lovely Sunday.

Chris

[Neville]

Thank you for considering these words of mine Chris, your time and contribution are truly appreciated & don't worry, they are, after all said and done, just words...... Sunday Best to You too.... Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a golden triangle that tarnishes the heart...when he finds out he is not the only one.

and soon those poems will either go unread...or he will no longer want her to read him.

[Neville]

Thank for the warning jacob.... all good things my friend..... Neville