- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Giverny Night and Day
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Click hereYesterday becomes tomorrow,
and now doesn’t matter anyway
because night and day you
are the one in the chair.
It’s comfy there.
It's safe as soup when arms
open for legs to tango
tangled warmth, fingers kiss.
Laugh when words near miss.
After walks in book-filled rooms,
lavender-scented sighs
sift quiet, moans murmur
secrets to silken knees
and dawn breaks through
trains of dream, imagination
floats past chairs and keys.
Days are blurry, fleur sweet,
redolent with Giverny dans Avril
avec Narcisses, Cerisiers,
et Pommiers du Japon.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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PatCarringtonover 19 years agothe first four lines are killer poetry, absolutely knocked me over / and the title is just brilliant /
jd4georgeover 19 years agoBut, for some reason, I seemed plagued by "what ifs" today. What if you you shuffled, cut and let the poem out?
I suspect I'd like it more.
