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Tuesday, 27 August 2013

27 August







in early morning
the gulls kicked up a ruckus 
from the water's edge

rain fell quiet, soft
upon darkened streets outside
reflecting streetlamps

at the earliest hour 
 he laid his hand upon her hip
and she moved toward him

 





18 comments:

  1. smiles...i love the implied intimacy of those last lines....what a morning eh? i like too how you let us see/hear all that is going on around before you get there...

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  2. quite & matter-of-fact... in a superbly poetic way - i love it

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  3. You set the scene wonderfully. Beautifully expressed.

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  4. "at the earliest hour
    he laid his hand upon her hip"

    I love the subtle shift here, the embedded possibilities only hinted at.

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  5. Love the addition of the vision of his laying his hand upon her hip. Very nice indeed.

    Pamela

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  6. Very tender, soft, and delicious.

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  7. I like how the first two stanzas set the scene for the romance evoked in the third. Simplicity is often what works best!

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  8. A beautiful ending. You made me feel all warm and cosy.

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  9. I love the sense of sound - what one hears while wrapped in an intimate moment - the immediacy of this poem ... nicely done!

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  10. smiles...and the rest of the story is left to our fantasy...smiles... i like

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  11. present and intimate - gorgeous ~ M

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Deep peace of the running wave to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the gentle night to you.
Moon and stars pour their healing light on you

peace blogger

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