lighthouse
by Rene Foran
i am restless,
dreamless
the moon has drawn
dreamless
the moon has drawn
a line
across your chest.
a path,
a gateway,
an airstrip,
an airstrip,
a sliver of light under a bolted door,
a weakness underlined,
a hurdle,
a wall.
the urgent, naked glow of opportunity
or
the dim fluorescent nuisance of an object out of reach
you sleep soundly
as i fight the pull of the tide
exhausted
i put my hand on your chest
a silver, white shoreline
swim parallel.
a weakness underlined,
a hurdle,
a wall.
the urgent, naked glow of opportunity
or
the dim fluorescent nuisance of an object out of reach
you sleep soundly
as i fight the pull of the tide
exhausted
i put my hand on your chest
a silver, white shoreline
swim parallel.
Rene ~ 2010
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the ebb and flow of an old married couple's sexual relationship
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How nice, the imagery, the sensual only hinted at, the knowledge comfortable. I like this.
thank you Susan. Your comment is perfect.
Quite lovely Rene!
thank you Cherise! I truly appreciate you taking time out of your day to read my stuff.
Beautiful.
As always, James, I am jazzed that you show up here :)
Rene, nice imagery and form to this.
Thanks, Christian
I love the images and what you make of them, Rene. This one, “a sliver of light under a bolted door,” is particularly great here. The end is phenomenal.
Kari, Thank you :)
Very nicely done.
Very nicely done.
Good poem.
"the urgent, naked glow of opportunity
or
the dim fluorescent nuisance of an object out of reach"
Excellent!