cigarette and passions
with one strike
I lit your cigarette
and our passions.
along cobbled lanes
we feigned Bogie and Bacall
as Hotel Bratislava
slept aflame.
Danube waters
roiling near
could never dampen
this matchbox of
burning
desire.
Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo courtesy of Willow at Magpie Tales
This is a lovely piece, Rick. I especially like the last line and "this matchbox of
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Rick, our poems for this exercise are neighbors in spirit. Joan T
ReplyDelete"We feigned Bogie and Bacall." Great line. Check out mine when you have time.
ReplyDeletesmokin hot magpie! some great lines here!
ReplyDeleteRich! Such visual impressions captured in a line of verse. I also love the imagery of "Yawning Winter" even without the beautiful photograph - your blog is an enjoyment to read, like opening a great book again and again. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteAmazing imagery.. some amazing lines.
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Simple, elegant, wonderful imagery. "on cobblestone lanes we feigned Bogie & Bacall"... great line. I'll drop over to Willow's blog.
ReplyDelete@Willow...Thanks again for your challenge and encouragement
ReplyDelete@Joan...You're right! Seems the themes are shared and our human nature is universal!
@Berowne and Brian....visited you both and will be there again! Check your posts...
@ SUNDANCE....Thank you so much for the encouragement. The photos on you sites are beautiful and moving.
@Christine....I visited you...Wonderful scene for Magpie and we all
will be waiting for your next work!
@Lizzy... Hi again, fellow Texan! Thanks for your encouragement. do visit Willow, and the participants there. Looking forward to more of your Hill Country pics!
Love that 'We feigned Bogie and Bacall'!
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ReplyDeletebreathing life, heartily into the image provided..your work, availing the emotion of passions to flame...poetic revelry.
Mmmmm, nice phrase "matchbox of burning desire."
ReplyDeleteDefinitely would love to sleep in the Bratislava in gold and glistening lame sheets. Smooth operator gets lucky on the first strike. Now that takes talent, as does your poetry. Passionate!
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