Spent.
As the hot season passes
and cross-winds begin action
dropped leaves
fall from whipped branches
in whirl-crazy abandon,
like our summer-love madness
of reckless extravagance
now grieves
blown storms on climax
as lust takes a battering.
Yet no seed-husks of mere chaff
fall from passion's spent rapture
as our hot season passes.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: May 29th, 2021 03:07
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Those of us living in the sometimes fertile lands outside a marriage come to know only too well the cyclical seasons of a love match. Include too the hopeful scattered seeds which never break soil. Hopeful, for when they do such a glorious blossoming enriches our lives with it's 'love summer'.
The years bring patience and a knowing accepting peace. Memories of many summers.
The places my mind will travel to when reading your poetry is quite remarkable. A landscape of visions opens before me.
And I am glad my few lines takes your mind to those places dear Dusk - a load of big thank yous for this thoughtful comment on Spent.
I think you have had an interesting life, Fay Slimm - when and where can I purchase your 'reveal all' autobiography?????
Ha - - sometimes my imagination takes a run with my pen Dave - -- no book so far but you never know eh ? - - Big smiles at your generous comment on Spent.
Please, please retain that pen in your hand to ensure I receive the first autographed copy.......
Any 'hot' poems, and I faint - so I say! lol. It's me sheltered life. heehee.
Thanks for your visit dear Orchi.
Very sexy, Fay. Love it.
Thanking you Jerry and if you got a bit heated after the read then I'm pleased that you love the feeling.
A Summer classic Fay. Love it. ; )
How very kind of you to note Spent as a classic my friend - -- sincere thanks for your visit and read.
Ooh er Matron ............... luv it
... x
Ah - hope Matron heard your call for help after reading my latent version on gentle erotica and I see it rendered you wordless too - -- ( luv that ya luved it tho' )..................x
That hot season need never pass when love is within us.
Andy
So true dear Andy and thank you for sharing this heart-warming comment.
in whirl-crazy abandon
as love takes a bettering
Strewn together, words that exploit ecstacy.
Your comment on Spent shows how well you saw the message dear friend - thanking you most sincerely for your visit and read.
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