my fingers wander
over your body's hills and
down the valleys
the texture of skin
warm to touch
compels me onwards
our journey together
illuminated only by the moonlight
brings us home
as the heat subsides
sleep sets in
come with me there too.
heidi
written 9/16/14 for dVerse Poetics
Yay! A poem for the ever awesome dVerse Poets Pub . Gabriella challenges us to use travel to inspire our poetry. Since all I have really wanted to write over the past couple of days could best be categorized as porn, I took a little creative license with the prompt. I also tried to tone down the smut, and decided that Lunes might help with that. For this poem I have alternated Collum and Kelly Lunes to make the stanzas. I love Lunes. Why not hop on over to dVerse and check out the other travel poetry?
Also, if you get a chance, swing back by Friday for my good news.
over your body's hills and
down the valleys
the texture of skin
warm to touch
compels me onwards
our journey together
illuminated only by the moonlight
brings us home
as the heat subsides
sleep sets in
come with me there too.
heidi
written 9/16/14 for dVerse Poetics
Yay! A poem for the ever awesome dVerse Poets Pub . Gabriella challenges us to use travel to inspire our poetry. Since all I have really wanted to write over the past couple of days could best be categorized as porn, I took a little creative license with the prompt. I also tried to tone down the smut, and decided that Lunes might help with that. For this poem I have alternated Collum and Kelly Lunes to make the stanzas. I love Lunes. Why not hop on over to dVerse and check out the other travel poetry?
Also, if you get a chance, swing back by Friday for my good news.
The travel right before sleep set in - wonderful and sensuous Heidi.. And I'm sure the moon will help along
ReplyDeleteThanks Bjorn!
DeleteI agree with Bjorn, sensual with enough space to let the mind complete the picture.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
Deletea well defined journey together... :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Sumana!
DeleteThis was sensual - lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Hamish! Welcome to the lasagna.
DeleteI really enjoyed your poem, "To Ethiopian Women," but I couldn't figure out how to comment on it. :(
DeleteGorgeous.
ReplyDeleteThank you Polly!
DeleteVery sensually framed, I love it ~
ReplyDeleteThank you Grace! I loved your profile on Poets United. :)
DeleteWell, well, well, an unexpected take on the prompt indeed! A journey of never-ending exploration...
ReplyDeleteThank you Marina!
DeleteHeidi, what a wonderfully unique take on this prompt! Loved it. That final stanza just carries me off with a smile on my face.
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary! It was fun to write. :)
DeleteYou did well with your creative license and wrote a beautiful poem. It is wonderful to be able to delight in this kind of journeys too.
ReplyDeleteThank you Gabriella!
DeleteNice. Sometimes we forget the wonderful journey can be the relationship with the person we love…
ReplyDeleteThank you Margaret!
DeleteThank you Margaret!
DeletePornetry?
ReplyDeleteLoved the ending, especially. Maybe because I'm always tired after? :-o
Pornetry!!!!!!
DeleteYou traveled to the end of the universe without leaving your bed; heart flights & soul flights fueled by love; what a wonderful invigorating take on the prompt, lovely metaphor for not traveling alone. We chose the Hilo side because we did not want to embrace the tourist glut & high prices in Kona.
ReplyDeleteThank you Glen! I love Hilo!
DeleteYum. It made me hungry. More.
ReplyDeleteThanks you! :)
Deletehmmm...what a beautiful journey that is..
ReplyDeleteThank you Claudia!
DeleteLovely way to write a very intimate trip, with very sensual metaphor right in the first verse. I used to drive all night & lose a day's sleep. Oh to be young.
ReplyDeleteA clever take on the prompt. I suppose that love is a journey all its own!
ReplyDeleteThank you Bryan!
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