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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

The heat is on....


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Some formats of poetry lend themselves to certain topics. The triolet is an old French form. Naturally, when I've dabbled with the format, it usually leads to my seamier side of poetry. Here's a series of three triolets.... written in the same weekend. As the weekend went on, it got hotter and hotter.



Wash Over Me (in triolet form)

Wash over me, your smile
Your quiet acceptance of who and what I am.
I don’t need constant reassurance.
Wash over me, your smile
I’m content in your sphere
Alive in your presence
Wash over me, your smile
Your quiet acceptance of who and what I am.




The Heat (in triolet form)

The heat that grows slowly
Knowing no boundary.
Delicious in its ravenous need,
The heat that grows slowly
Leaves me aching, arching
Into you, never without
The heat that grows slowly
Knowing no boundary.




Coupling (in triolet form)


Locked in tangled embrace
Skin to skin, I shudder.
How is it that each time is the first?
Locked in tangled embrace
Your touch ripples small shocks through me
Breathtaking, my spirit joins my body in the fire
Locked in tangled embrace
Skin to skin, I shudder.


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4 comments:

Marion said...

Smokin'!!!!

And I love the painting with your post. Perfect!!!

Kelly said...

I agree with Marion. This post is hot!!

Pam said...

It is and I LOVE IT!! Whew!

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