MEADOW INTERLUDEA Poem by jeannemarie coulterMEADOW INTERLUDE across flower strewn meadows the lark song ripples and the grasses reach hungry for the sun a family of quail dart from flower shadow to tuft of green topknots bouncing in hurried rhythm there beneath a gnarled oak the lovers embrace on a worn picnic quilt spread carefully for an afternoon delight wine and repast forgotten in an eternal dance of fingers stroking velvet skin drawing forth sighs and giggles of pleasure expanding and a new life strives to become an island in the stream of life... © 2015 jeannemarie coulterReviews
|
Stats
97 Views
3 Reviews Added on August 11, 2015 Last Updated on August 11, 2015 Author
|