Tree Peony, Joan Z. Rough © 2005A while ago Poetry Thursday put out a prompt for a poem about ... ahem ... sex! I started one for that prompt but as everyone knows one cannot often just write a poem in a few days about such an important subject. So, I let it sit and went back to it now and then, not realizing it really was finished. I took it to my poetry group the last time we met and they put their seal of approval on it. So here it is. It is another "mrs heartwell" poem and I hope you all enjoy it!!
homecoming
mrs heartwell dons a negligee
sheer and flowing
for mr heartwells’s homecoming
he’s been gone for days
visiting the city
where neon lights
paint evening clouds
brilliant stars dribble
balls across a court
to thundering applause
she lights candles
plugs in dreamy voices
mathis sinatra
nat king cole
imagines his arms
around her melting
the chocolate she offers
tucked between her breasts
his hands exploring her body
searching for more
breathlessly she awaits
his arrival
a car approaching slowly
footfall on slate
the neighbor’s howling dogs
the evening throbs
shrill cicadas lightning flashes
rain on the roof
gurgles through gutters
JZR
4 comments:
This poem gets me started imagining an entire life!
Your poem is alive with anticipation! Well done!
I like the sense of anticipation in this. Sex and chocolate ... I approve too.
Love these Mrs. Hartwell poems. And that last stanza - awesome. Love the throb of cicadas!
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