Emeline
is slender
like the chances
of crepes
in the morning.
Emeline's
skin is smooth
like sectioned glass
in the open,
black-framed
window.
Lazy traffic
glides past below;
potted geraniums
and changing lights
are red.
Try Emeline's
bed of brass and white;
her hair is short
and she calls her cat
Amante.
your words paint such vivid images, every time I read one of your poems I wish I could illustrate it .. here I would have a window sill with geraniums and just behind it the eyes of a cat peeking that's what I 'see'
ReplyDeleteThat works in so many different accents, Shay. Bravo.
ReplyDeleteoOo amante... lol... had to look that up, i like the way this is written, can't put my finger on it, (like Emeline!) but i like it!
ReplyDeleteI really like the first part - great way to describe slender.
ReplyDeleteHe beat me to my comment but I'll put it in my own style. I was going to say that love is wonderful in any language be it French, Italian, or Spanish. This is really magnifique, Blossom.
ReplyDeleteI love the image that makes, Daryl. I would love nothing better than to publish a book of my poetry with someone's accompanying photographs or artwork. That would be the ultimate to me.
ReplyDeleteEven an Aussie accent, David? Apparently so! Thank you, sir.
Mm, yep, Emeline is elusive, as I see her. Love your comments, K. love you, too.
Ha, thanks, K. (so many K's today!)
Merci, Madame Pouty. :-)
If I had written this, it would have to read:
ReplyDeleteEmeline
is nonexistent
like my chances
of crepes
in the morning.
Then, it would kind of suck.
Love this one!
Meow mix! You know, there is a lesbian bar in NYC by that name. Or at least there was when I was in college.
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this is truly very nice!!!
ReplyDeleteAmante...that lucky cat! ;)
ReplyDeleteI didn't think I could like it more, but I *reread* this in the Spanish accent. Fantastic.
ReplyDelete[Portuguese, I didn't like - my screen got too messy from the 'th's .]
Extremely lovely.
I can only do southern accent but it was nice in that too.
ReplyDeleteLOL Mama Zen, you nut!
ReplyDeleteOh, too good, RK. I love it. And you can be sure I'll be following that link. Thanks so much, twin.
Thank you, Shadow!
He probably just takes it as his due, Scarlet. ;-)
Thanks, Zerilda, and welcome to the Word Garden! I love your blog. Your Scary Clown award was richly deserved, in my little opinion. :-)
Wow, the adventures my little poems get up to after I've written them! Now Debbie, don't get it started liking grits.
Not much chance of crepes around here, either.
ReplyDeleteboo hoo.
Mmm...." slender like the chance of crepes in the morning."
ReplyDeleteI really like that. It made me think of emmaline being like the delicate folds of crepes herself, all soft, pliable and lightly golden.
Geez, everyone focused on the dang crepes!
ReplyDeleteoo, I do like that, Vicarious. Yep yep. :-)