A Briton Becomes Continental Poem by Neil Crawford
A Briton Becomes Continental
White drapes partly drawn to reveal
the tilted slats of an off cream blind.
Sun limbos through to caress
the feminine body of a nut brown guitar.
Welcoming post noon drowsiness
I drift into delicious, guilt free siesta.
Monday, March 12, 2012
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Cynthia Buhain-baello
12 March 2012
Wonderful poem with vivid imagery and a refreshing theme. Nice write, like it!
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4/24/2024 8:49:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh I love the picture painted here. Just need the hum of cicadas reverberating on the heat haze.