And the Cattails sway

The prequel to Down By The River

She sat side saddle on the wooden stool
Calf length cowboy boots
Ragged denim cut offs
White T shirt
Outlining her curves
Elbow resting on the bar
Glass three quarters full
Five rings marked the wood around it
Circles much like life
The chair legs scraped beside her
Jeans brushed against her thigh

She blinked slowly
Her expression ambivalent
Taking in his beauty
He smiled, teeth white as snow
A conversation started
Her speech slurred
She giggled as the words fell out
His hand touched hers
She didn’t flinch
Throwing back the last drop of liquid

They walked out
Her foot slipped on its side
He grabbed her upper arm as support and
She leaned into his strength
No one knew her there
A bar the back of no where
No one knew her name
Her head spun as the air hit

She sat next to him
The leather hot under her legs
Fumbling for the radio
Once more their fingers touched
Reassuring, calm telling her to relax
“We can cool off in the river”
She smiled so innocently
Closing her eyes listening to the music
Till the drunken sleep overtook
Thinking only of his eyes
His eyes of deepest green

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Down by the river

imageHe sat by the river bank
Black wavy hair
Brushing his shoulders
Eyes of deepest green
He was there
Sitting between the cat-tails
Arms wrapped around bended knees
Skin glistening in the afternoon sun

That’s where I last saw him
His stare skipping the rippled water
His smile the one I fell for
As I waved my arms and cried his name
He waited
There by the river
As my blood pooled against the bank

Photo Credit 123rtf.com

Survival

She spreads her legs
wide for their pleasure
how many today?

She loses touch with
what’s only a number

another man who sweats and
heaves and cries when done

they grunt and lick and feel

later

she walks along the river
holding hands with a man
that knows how to love

she dreams

of children laughing
in the yard

she prays

this man will finish soon
have his way be gone
leave his money on the stand

she wants

3 nuts and a squirrel Challenge – My entry

Words were
Salt
River
Book

Theme – Sensual /Romance

Challenges originally set by – Whimsy Mimsy and johnnycrabcakes (and we await the next one)

Her skirt pulled up only slightly
the river cold, icy
toes dipped in rippling waters
cooled off on a summer day

She hitched only to her knees
never beyond, taut modesty
a gentleman would not approve
a lady acting inappropriately

Stepping across mossy stones
showing more now than her knees
blushing from her own allure
wary of feet, unsure

She bent to sip the water
the taste strange like salt
made an unfamiliar tongue
yet she wiped her lips decorously

Eyes looking both directions
she cares not of her dress
cupping hands of water
she holds them to her breast

Drops that trickle slowly
feeling wayward without shame
delighting in the pleasure
unknowingly lighting flames

The afternoon is closing
skies darken in her wee nook
tip-toes across mossy stones
back on land, returning to her book

Few pages are but read
chill in the air now bites
gathering her belongings
pleasured, home to end the night

Though this is my entry – I wouldn’t feel comfortable with myself if I didn’t give credit to

RoS – ruleofstupid

Susan Daniels and Stephen Kellogg along with RoS have been so supportive, giving of their time, their advise, their critiques on what I write. I am truly thankful for their encouragement since I began my Poetic Journey.

ramblingsfromamum 30.12.2012

3 nuts and a Squirrel Challenge Prompt

I was  chatting on Susan Daniels Poetry site when she kindly invited me to take part in a Three Nuts and a Squirrel challenge that Whimsy Mimsy started and I joined in on aprayerlikegravity site.

Confused yet? The below should explain, if you are interested in taking a peek.

Basically the challenge was : – So our little joke has become a pass along challenge prompt – entitled “Three nuts and a squirrel”. Johnny has provided the next one – here –http://aprayerlikegravity.wordpress.com/2012/12/22/she-made-me-do-it-poem-promptchallenge/ – with the words truck, safe (the object), and crust. Theme: Romantic or sensuous. :) So the idea: Make a poem on the stated theme (the Squirrel) and include the three words (I think nouns work best) or ideas based on them (the Nuts). 

Now I’m not that savvy about ping-backs, link to’s and the like so forgive me if I have stuffed -up!

Please post the results or links to them, in the comments below.

I now put out the challenge (heaven help me)

Three words. One theme.  Limitless possibilities….

My 3 words are –

Book

Salt

River

 

Whoever wants to be first as I’m still brainstorming (not that there is much to storm)

ENJOY!