Once Upon a Tablecloth

it happened...

Once Upon a Tablecloth

 

My upon my

How the morning

It did come

Once more upon me

Twas like a landslide

Or some flash flood

Crashing down without

So much a

Blooming warning

And whereupon my

Senses

They did all explode

 

Laugh you not though

All ye lads and doxies

For twas then

I spied a bank of

Tall mirrors gawping

Happenstance

Reflected and refracted

In the distance

Yes twas there

I saw her lying

Pon a white and blue

Check table cloth and true

 

Twas there for sure

I saw her fingers

Slowly drawing

Perfect circles

Pon belly flat and

Of course

Her very own

Milk white thighs

Yes twas then

She thought

None but the birds

And bees and sheep

And sky

Were watching

But I knew

Indeed I saw

While all the time

Close by

I watched and whispered

Through cupped hands

And to the wind

Mind

Come hither love

Come here enjoy me

One more time

I plead and beg thee

Before I bid

A fond goodbye

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

only in my head tho.....

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

This sounds like waking up after a night on the tiles exposed to the elements. Was that a picnic tablecloth by any chance Neville that you spied that fair maiden on? And there she was thinking she was all alone while you had your eyes on her hoping for better things to come. Flight of fancy or real, you always keep your readers guessing. I always enjoy your reads and the journey you take us on.

Chris

[Neville]

there is some truth in this scribble, at least I think there is, but which bit... I'm blowed if I can remember... there was a table cloth of sorts tho... thank you our Chris :)

[Chris Shaw]

Sounds like you woke up after one hell of a party :)

[Neville]

maybe.. yeah.. a party, that's gotta be it.. a party with a tablecloth.. maybe :) Night night our Chris x

[alanwgraham]

This is a quite magical Neville. It reminds me strongly of when my own mind goes awol. There's an echo of Alice through the looking glass here. I often worry about whether the psychiatrists are reading my stuff cos I think we reveal more than we want. Your bit 'slowly drawing perfect circles pon belly flat and thigh ' is quite luscious.
great work.
cheers.
Alan

[Neville]

Never fear my fine literary friend.. you have a beautiful mind & I do mean that.. your comment here today is most welcome and of course mightily appreciated... Cheers mate... your pall Neville :)

[Coyote Poetry]

We live in a world where people are afraid to talk.
"Come hither love
Come here enjoy me
One more time
I plead and beg thee
Before I bid goodbye"
I like the above lines. I miss the days of coffee, long conversation and fearless people. Always a pleasure to read your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

it is always an honour when you visit Coyote and true... N

[Coyote Poetry]

My honor my friend and you are welcome Neville.

[Neville]

now that sir is a real win win & true :)

[Papaya]

:) what a great title to accompany your lovely poetic vision

[Neville]

Why thank you my friend.. how very kind...and much appreciated N :)

[emmajoy]

A series of artful settings in this. Man warm and warmer in the once was calm indoors.. meets the fresh outdoors reflections of a busy woman laying siege to her - whatever! Here's a poem to keep the cold at bay, ably put like a feast laid on a..

[Neville]

thank you emmajoy, a much appreciated visit & true... N

[barleygirl]

There are so many appealing aspects to sharing kitchen time together, but you've brought this concept to the next level of blue-and-white checkered madness! *wink! wink!* This has all the intensity & nuance yet merely hinting at the activities that dance on your tablecloth! *smile* Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

Thank you Margie.. a welcome visit indeed.. many thanks me luverly friend... x

[Paul Bell]

If you go down to the woods today you'll get a big surprise.
If the woods come to you though, it was because you got to high.
Crop circles and fair maidens are only in your head.
But that tablecloth, well, enough said.

[Neville]

thank you muchly kind sir.... appreciated and true... and quite write about that table cloth.. I just can't get it out of my head.. tis there right hand top corner next to me fave crop circle and a couple o maidens.... x

[Paul Bell]

Multi purpose tool, the tablecloth.

[Neville]

I love purpose, and dolphins and Wales.. well bits of Wales, but generally speaking prefer Scotland.. oops sorry Bronwyn et al.... N

[Mrudula Rani]

Once upon a tablecloth a fair maiden
sprawled in rapture,
unaware of the fine artist observing her in leisure,
An eventual inspiration for his literature.
And a delightful poem for his readers pleasure.

[Neville]

am gonna cut and paste and make it big and paste these words on my bedroom wall... bless ya M and true x

[Mrudula Rani]

Your wonderful words and that picture perfect title, are inspiring, I just couldn't resist dear friend.

[Neville]

I am so very glad of that M... cheers my dear friend... N

[andrew mitchell]

Was this the party to end all parties? Was the tablecloth removed from the table during a magic exercise. How we all treasure some moments and wish for a repeat! Nice style as always nev.

[Neville]

wish I could remember, it kinda happened but didn't maybe, or kinda did perhaps.. it was a nice tablecloth tho whatever the case...cheers Andrew.. have a great Today (Sunday) I think... :)

[andrew mitchell]

lol take care nev.

[Neville]

You too me old pall....

[Lorry]

That's the best thing about it being fantasy Neville, you can just edit out all those things that interfere, like fences, hedges, locks.....and i'll stop there before the list becomes a novel :)

[Neville]

Maybe it was just a fantasy, yes.. I can run with that... For a while I thought some one might have spiked me coke with acid.. Not a bad trip, but hey certainly not cricket.... Now that would be novel, Neville's novel, maybe...Nah' .. cheers lorry :)