Wednesday, April 13, 2005
My Love
I am the warm duvet
Patterned with tulips
Wrapped around
Your sleeping body
I am the cup of tea
Waiting by the clock
I am the tick of the clock
Barely perceived
I am the curtains
Hiding the morning light
The cloud shadows
Sweeping the ocean’s surface
I am the speck of sleep dust
On your eyelid
The moisture
On your lip
I am the sigh
The stretch
The blur of vision
The remnants of fading dream
I am
The first kiss
Of a new together day
Meanwhile - I'm still checking your top fives - see the post before last.
It's been great fun!
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I know... I know... another soppy love poem. Well, Jill comes home on Saturday and I'll be lonesome no more. Glad you all seemed to enjoy the last one.
An, "duvet." That word has such a nice ring to it. I hope the object of your affection appreciates your multi-lingual talents. And your extensive knowledge of herbs!
i like the metaphor of the duvet. it's so sensorial. you can't beat images like those.
We all enjoy and know that shared sense of another's closeness. You put such great words and literary devices on something we are mostly and most often inarticulate about. Sometimes it take another soppy poem, as you put it, to 'rouse us from silent intuition. Rock on Roger!
not soppy...it brings a nice feeling... a comfortable and dependable kind of love
Amie is right. Not soppy. I love these lines...
I am the sigh
The stretch
The blur of vision
The remnants of fading dream
Roger McGough eat yer heart out.
Soppy just means wet doesn't it? Wet is water and water is most of what we are- so soppy is just another word for what we are. 98% sop!
Soppy is just another name for wet isn't it? So wet is water and water makes up 60% of the human body. So being soppy is quite natural thing and we are all 60% soppy. Or maybe 60% of us are soppy?
Anyway, another great sopping wet poem Roger!
Disregard that first sopping accessment of degrees of soppiness!
That's just soppy Michael.
Sorry - I missed out the comma.
That should read -
That's just soppy, Michael.
Ooopps, sorry this must be the wrong sop.
Very nice!
Your poems are better with each reading. I'm continually impressed -- no matter what you write about, the poetry triumphs.
So tender
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