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october
 
october morns before the dawn
we left behind the unraked lawn
and hiked our way to the wooded clearing
where the old weathered barn awaited our appearing.
with eagle-scout precision you built a fire
(though 'twas not the cause for sudden perspire)
upon the mossy ground you spread
your flannel shirt of black and gold and red
as protection for your princess dear
amidst passions and trembles you pulled me near

lip to lip.
hip to hip.
we Danced.

geese on the wing honked in syncopated rhythm along
with bullfrogs' bassey throaty evening songs

sun set
woods chilled
bodies thrummed.

in pregnant silence you walked me home, kissed my cheek;
in silent accord we promised never to speak
of afternoons spent indulging primeval delights.
minutes bled into hours, days bled into nights

i grew grey
you grew wings
life goes on

the old barn no longer stands in the midst of wooded clearing
no more autumnal picnics, no more lovers disappearing

into its shadowed belly

still i come when forest leaves shed
to picnic on lemonade and freshly baked bread

slathered with boysenberry jelly

until the sun sets
and
the bullfrogs sing me home.

sweet comes the sleep
pleasured with dreams
of the days of lemon wedges
and
red plaid shirts.


all star challenge with sally : 'lemon wedges and red plaid shirts'

By jamieclaire

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: - All Stars Challenge with Sallee (Sally) -read page for rules, info, REQUIRED PHRASE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - All Stars Challenge with Sallee (Sally) -read page for rules, info, REQUIRED PHRASE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - All Stars Challenge with Sallee (Sally) -read page for rules, info, REQUIRED PHRASE (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: - All Stars Challenge with Sallee (Sally) -read page for rules, info, REQUIRED PHRASE (challenge has been closed)


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