Wednesday, August 5, 2009

So I Can Feel

Do not give me love,
for love is hard to hold on to.
Give me a lover instead,
so I can revel in her touch
and taste her lemon skin.
Give me sweat
dripping from her curves
and the scent.
Give me the tangled limbs
and the screaming.
Give me the gentle—
the butterfly kisses
and the sighs—
so I can feel
like I have had a lover
after the spinning
and the rinsing of linen
in the morning,
when I am alone.

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"So I Can Feel" was originally published in the July 2009 issue (No. 14) of Autumn Sky Poetry. What a great on-line poetry journal! It was edited and published with great care by Christine Klocek-Lim.

Here's a direct link to the poem:
http://www.autumnskypoetry.com/number14/Eric_Blanchard.html


Eric

Young Rose

Bud—
a firm drop of blood
on dragon bush,
blooming.

Soft complexion.
(Blush.)
Jagged edges.
Tears of dew.

Sharp fingers
caress a slender neck.
Suddenly,
a gift.

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"Young Rose," which I wrote many, many years ago, was published in the July 2009 issue (No. 6) of Hanging Moss Journal. The journal was edited and published by Steve Meador.

Eric