I have held an ocean stirred
in the absence of mere word
and I have melted in the wile
of your suggestive, faint half-smile
***
When Mother starts to look at you
You feel a presence in your pew
As suddenly you catch my stare
And quickly bow your head in prayer
***
He sets his mug down
And looks up
His wife pours
Another cup
Not in compulsion
Or stiff duty
But in the pleasure
Of love's simple beauty
Not in compulsion
Or stiff duty
But in the pleasure
Of love's simple beauty
***
From across the room
Our eyes meet
And only heaven
Can compete
With the blissful
Thought we share
As love and longing
Keen the air
***
His smirk
Sparked her ire
And she saw red
He’s got
The couch now
And she’s got the bed
***
Janet~
Poetics Aside Prompt: Wordless Conversations
All of them are great, the last one is the greatest! :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Happy;) I'm laughing...it was my fav too!
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