You, were delicious,
Caught there in the rain.
Me on a transit bus-
Sweet, spring memory
Trapped like a bur,
In the sock’s of my mind.
- Author: Jerry Reynolds ( Offline)
- Published: February 15th, 2021 09:45
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You, were delicious,
Caught there in the rain.
Me on a transit bus-
Sweet, spring memory
Trapped like a bur,
In the sock’s of my mind.
Comments7
Good write Jerry.
Thanks, Orchi.
LOL @ your socks. Essential garments which ease the discomfort of ones passage through life.
Once again your short and sweet posts bring delight.
Thanks, Dusk.
Thanks a lot Jerry for sharing a passing experience of a spring memory and for the smile the read left behind of the trapped burs which serve as reminders. An inventive write my friend.
Thanks, Fay.
Well said, Jerry. Sometimes just a glance stays forever in our mind.
Thanks, Fred.
That memory gets caught in your mind like so many do.
Andy
Thanks Andy
as delicious for us readers, as it must have tasted in those first tethers to a wonderful first line - you unfurled, so masterfully..
truly, a delightful dish you've served us Jerry, thank you!
Thanks, L.B. memories are mgic.
Oooh saucy and sensational, i thought only indian men found women soaked in rain as seductive.
This poem shows that such attractions are cross cultural. Kudos for a fab memories poem.!
Thank you, S.Z.K. glad ypou enjoyed.
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