- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Winter's Lament
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I wonder if it’s sunny in Paris
or like here, are the streets
clogged with snow?
Are lovers caressing on the banks
of the Seine, or is a chill wind
the only embrace felt?
Do flowers bloom in window boxes
or have they been crushed
beneath winter's icy blanket?
Does music ring through the streets
carried on a warm breeze
or is crying the only sound?
Are bodies writhing beneath silken sheets
as night descends, or do people
mourn over lost youth?
Can a place in fantasy be our paradise
or is fantasy
better left alone?
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 18 years agoI loved the images that you've painted. One suggestion: drop the question marks. Let your images and feelings guide the reader
jthserraover 18 years agobut you lost me at that last stanza. With the questions you create some interesting images, but it is all lost with a weak ending. I think you came up with a more powerful close, this poem would work nicely.
jim : )
