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A Different Time

An Ottava Rima Poem

Out of the jungle , we made it out fine.
My heart skips a beat as our two souls meet.
Energy transfers - your body to mine.
The way we left and arrived, so discreet -
Next up, two glasses and bottle of wine.
Its so natural, please let it repeat -
I trust you completely to be gentle...
Finally! We are inside your rental.
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Posted 11 Nov 2011 21:43
Energy trasfers-your body to mine. Great, and you sure have something to convey, in keeping with the poetic forms. 5
Posted 07 Mar 2011 11:31
Jungle= ref to leaves in elevator! Wine bottle= ref to cork in a tight hole! Repeat= ref to the natural conversation that got you here! You're a poet! You're a brilliant mechanic of imagery!
Posted 11 Feb 2011 16:22
You drive me wild in anticipation of what comes next
Posted 10 Feb 2011 21:28
I love reading your poems. I'm always learning something new. Oh by the way, superb imagery.
Posted 10 Feb 2011 11:51
Eight lines, eighty syllables of wonderful imagery. Once again, very well done!
Posted 09 Feb 2011 11:15
very nice
Posted 09 Feb 2011 07:51
As always - well thought out and very well executed

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