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Open Poetry #49

Beneath The Pines

Redstart
Senior Member

since 2014-05-16

Posts 535

0 posted 2014-06-24 11:32 PM

Beside the waters of The Thames
they rode old England down;
sought narrow boats' forgotten names
as in her breast they drowned.
Beneath an ancient stone age mound
they lay in secret pines,
as summer sun sold solitude
and Bacchus poured love's wines.
On tartan bed, entwined, they loved;
how there they did belong,
as Venus sent an orchestra
of whispered cricket song.
Passion rose up like a blush
each time their touch caught fire;
then quelled they lay, beneath those pines,
in silent , rapt desire.
Sundial shadows trimmed the hours,
though they were scarce' aware,
and all that stirred them from such peace
was chill of evening air.
Pinecone piles of lovers' play
were left as monuments,
and held forever in their souls
are pine trees and their scents.
Now memory has sleight of hand
to whisk delight away,
but not one second could it steal
of he and she that day.

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

1 posted 2014-06-25 05:50 AM

There is a haunting love song in there Redstart
I could just hear it! Well done.

Lori

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2014-06-25 07:58 AM

Interesting wordplay in this one Redstart. Very much enjoyed the ole English places and situations. Enjoyed!!!

~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~

latearrival
Member Ascendant

since 2003-03-21

Posts 5499
Florida

3 posted 2014-06-26 07:31 PM

Enjoyed,It causes one to ponder~~ jo

bel1e
Senior Member

since 2006-07-24

Posts 1631

4 posted 2014-07-02 08:59 AM

quote:
On tartan bed, entwined, they loved;
how there they did belong,
as Venus sent an orchestra
of whispered cricket song.
Passion rose up like a blush
each time their touch caught fire;
then quelled they lay, beneath those pines,
in silent , rapt desire.

now that right there...is lovely.

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

5 posted 2015-09-10 12:31 PM

enjoyed reading...james

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