Reading

Reading

A Poem by Judy Ponceby
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Quiet evening at home....

"

Curling up on the sofa
my favorite poet's work in my hands
I sip from my wineglass.

My eyes traveling the lines
written so carefully
to elicit feelings and visions
in the reader.

The orange scruffy cat
cuddles up on my lap
sensing me relaxed
and in need of a friend.

Eyes closing on sweet visions,
I lean back scratching behind the cat's ear
and slip into dreams of sweet
whispers and longings....

Feb 21

© 2011 Judy Ponceby


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beautiful imagery.. brilliantly written. I always enjoy your words, Judy.

Posted 13 Years Ago


You have craftily lulled us into languishing in your mood.
Delicate work, Judysan.

Posted 13 Years Ago


the joy of reading wonderfully expressed. a pleasure to be savoured in the same way as the wine. a lovely charming write, my friend.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Feel like purring alongside the cat, Judy .. you've painted such an oasis of comfort and contentment .. wonderful! Your dreams are bound to have been perfect bliss.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a comfortable poem. The couch, wine, book of poetry, and the cat all make me feel comfy and cozy. And it is a sweet feeling .. very nice poem, Judy.

Chloe

Posted 13 Years Ago


Delicious poem ; )

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was sweet, i loved it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


What a beautiful image you have painted here.........so lovely and I am already sleepy, even sleepier now. Wonderful poem Judy.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Judy Ponceby
Judy Ponceby

Swanton, OH



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