- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Friday
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Click hereSunset was striated
in the sideview mirror.
It hung in magenta sheets
like a clotheline, gold roped
between two pines, shaded
into the deepening gray.
I waited in the car.
That bottle of Merlot
could have painted another layer
on the Sun's graceful demise,
but we drank it instead
just like the day preceding it.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 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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LeBrozabout 16 years agoThis has some wonderful imagery with a hint of depression in the image of sitting and drinking in a parked car.
PatCarringtonover 19 years agopotent and succinct / you do have a way / i particularly like the way you break, both stanzas and lines / not only here, but everywhere it seems /
sandspikeover 19 years agoFri & Sat are my two favorites. I like your writting,
but your ability to live a weekend will serve you longer
and better. Thanks for good stuff.
flyguy69over 19 years agoI can't wait for the series! Another beautiful poem, Ange!
Should it read "... magenta sheets/FROM a clothe[s]line, gold roped..."? I would also drop "it" from the last line, since "it" already refers to the wine. Unless "it" is supposed to mean the wine, in which case I'm as dense as a cabernet.
normal jeanover 19 years agoyeah, reminds what a gifted poet you truly are. Good work sis, xox :)
Reltneover 19 years agoThe imagery is excellent and I love the ending. I just wish you had picked another wine. I don't like merlot. It reminds me of cough syrup! :)
