March 6, 2012

poem 69 of a poem a day for 2012



at the Moon 
with her poem
in my mouth

bake me something
as sweet as what 
your knees do 
to please me 
when you bend
to see how much
I 've risen in you
am I done yet
am I spilling over
am I what pie
is made to be
filled for,peaked
in each eternity
you seek a moment
to patty-cake
and thumb press
flour on my fingers
and berries on 
your dress

EJR (c)

7 comments:

  1. Such a tasty treat, fun wordplay.

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  2. Very, very interesting. I had to read it twice and I'm still figuring out what it is all about. But I have a pretty good idea. lol.

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  3. Dee-lish-us and a sparkling, great read.

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  4. Thank you...very grateful for the comments...this was a delightful surprise of a poem born, as they often are, when looking for something else...besides I was completely drawn to the eyes of the Goddess in the picture...as it reminds me of the ocular beauty of a young Rita Moreno/Audrey Hepburn...

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  5. mmm...this has a strong eroticism to it...subtle but...well penned...this just flows...

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  6. Sensuous and a lovely write.

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