Little Birds

Thomas W Case



Beneath these
satin sheets,
my memory
flutters like
little birds on
indigo nights.

Folded wings
rest in my
mind's eye.
Fingers itch with
visions,
Delta of Venus,
orchids in bloom,
wet with the
sticky dew.

I grip my
virility
and begin
a slow
waltz...
It feels so
good.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2024 10:15
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Introverted Sage, Teddy.15, Accidental Poet.
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Comments10

  • sorenbarrett

    "Beneath these
    satin sheets,
    my memory
    flutters like
    little birds on
    indigo nights."
    A magical beginning with a soft caressing feel to it. The ending was the completion with the waltz a dance so compatible in its sways and flow in a circular pattern around the dance floor. Vivid imagery here.

    • Thomas W Case

      Thank you. Much appreciated.

    • Lorenz

      subtle work !

    • Teddy.15

      Absolutely gorgeous in every sense ❤️

    • orchidee

      A fine write T.

      • Thomas W Case

        thanks

        • Accidental Poet

          Orchi, I thought you were going to swoon when reading, "orchids in bloom" 😁

          • 1 more comment

        • Neville



          Just try not to go blind like this old fella ..

          • Thomas W Case

            Lol. Hysterical. Thank you.

          • Bella Shepard

            You chose the imagery carefully, and cleverly, and it works beautifully. Kudos my friend!

          • Introverted Sage

            This feels like a warm hug... A deep peace.
            Good write!

          • Accidental Poet

            A fine write Thomas. 😁👍

          • Goldfinch60

            Wonderful words Thomas.

            Andy

          • Tom C Dylan

            Another great poem, Thomas.



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