the potomac river runs wild

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Open Poetry #48

the potomac river runs wild

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2013-04-10 02:04 AM

Her scarf was a shade of the potomac river
blue in the center
heels to the whispers edge

The garden pressed against her legs
like a small child's lips curved
against a woman's right breast

Passed the autumn bridge
shy until the lantern
flickered in and out of its yellow pattern

Onto the brown patio deck
rocking chair, steady
with her eyes on his
like the mist through the field of dreams
that took his hand across her breast
with his eyes towards the blessed wind.

Lighthousebob
Member Elite

since 2000-06-14

Posts 4725
California

1 posted 2013-04-10 02:58 PM

Oh, I like how you personify nature and, um, sorry, but this poem seems to be going way beyond any 'potomac' (platonic) relationship! Enjoyed!

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

2 posted 2013-04-22 02:44 PM

Lighthouse -

Happy you enjoyed the piece....thank you for the kind words.

Cheers

Tomer

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

3 posted 2013-04-22 08:55 PM

enjoyed...James

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