> Hello again Ryfkah,
I think Iīve said before that I often have difficulties with your poems, but this one sends shivers of delight down my spine. This is really wonderful IMHO. If thereīs one thing Iīd queston itīs `the indoor rhapsody... medley outsideī. Is this a bit too obvious in a poem thatīs so original? I donīt know, Iīm only wondering.
Happy new year, Mike
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> ATT #55/New Year
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> Feral cats bawl at her doorway
> Rain thunders down the drive
> the woman kisses his closed eyes
> her mind's eye open
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> Twilight drops its silver spoon
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> Her nipple aches as milky memories flow
> She wraps her half century around him
> sparse brown spots scant white hairs
> a smile more knowing than Mona Lisa
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> Candles perfume cinnamon and vanilla
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> Indoor rhapsody marries
> the medley outside The storm
> shudders in the pending night
> Later they embrace a new year
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> Ryfkah 12/30/04
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