Picnic Blankets

Picnic Blankets

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I've been attempting
to bypass cliches
for as long as I remember

boxes of chocolates 
triggered my gag reflex,
I laughed at couples
sitting on picnic blankets

but last night 
I put my arm around you
and you leaned against my side real close
and at that moment,
I had to chuckle

because you fit so well there,
and it's like we were two puzzle pieces
finally finding somewhere to go

and that trite thought rolled around
inside my head for a while,
and I thought I would cringe at it

but all it did
was bring a grin to my face

and I found myself paying less attention
to whatever was on TV

© 2016 Emmy J.M. Powell


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Emmy J.M. Powell
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