Earl Schumacker Poet Free verse

A Proper Walk

A Proper Walk

Is it something that I said or simply sad?
My refined lady lost her shoes today
By the way, she had no cloths on either
Point of fact, she was naked, head to toe and then some
No one had to know, she had no attire, not a stitch
On the walk, down the road at dawn, with just a yawn
A fire or some calamity I assumed
Had taken her by surprise and with it her outfit too
A mystery I should not mention and put to rest 
Panties were consumed as well, I guessed  
Such things should not be discussed  
Perfume and a smile were all she wore
I wished her a good morning
You look lovely but aren’t you a bit chilly dear?
We strolled along the avenue hand in hand
I sported my Desmond Merrion and new wool coat
Nothing changed as we strolled on the block
Tip toed delicately on a wooden fence
Talked about the weather being brutal cold
Avoiding un-pleasantries, underwear
And other matters naked in the air
Her new look was stunning under the morning sun
It would be inappropriate for a gentleman like me
To discuss what she had on or not 
But her hair looked oh so lovely and she is so shy
She smiled in delight, on sun beams and fragile fences
Shaky, as we played and danced away

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Funom Makama April 20, 2015 at 8:47 AM Wow! This is without a doubt a 7. I am so voracious for more of your lines right now and I definitely will come by to enjoy the bliss of your words. Earl Schumacker April 20, 2015 at 12:37 PM Hi Funom, Thank you so much for your kind words and generous rating. I appreciate your comments. I am glad you enjoyed it. Have a great day. Earl

Maurice Yvonne April 17, 2015 at 5:56 PM Your poetry is just soaring since I last read you Earl. For my taste this is the type of poetry that should be published. I love this off key topic that was probably written at face value with the knowledge that it creates intricate between the line's meanings. You should be proud of this write! Earl Schumacker April 18, 2015 at 11:31 AM Hi Maurice, Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it. Any one can simply walk down a street. I had my characters tip toe on top of a shaky thin fence, in the buff, the man; in a $47,000.00 suit, in the light of day. Variety Is the spice of life, with a measure of discretion being the better part of valor thrown in to make a sunny story. I know; a little odd but such is life. Thanks again for commenting. Earl

Sara Kendrick April 16, 2015 at 11:42 AM Cute one..So you danced with winter a little longer..It feels like winter returned to the south this morning..Thanks for the visit to my work about the wolf..I appreciate the time spent reading and commenting on my work..Sara Earl Schumacker April 20, 2015 at 12:34 PM Hi Sara, Thank you so much. I wanted to get back to you sooner. My computer was acting up. I threatened to take it out back to the wood shed to correct it.... Oh!...If only I had a wood shed. I appreciate your commenting. Have a great day. Earl

Debbie Guzzi April 14, 2015 at 7:36 PM so lovely, what a gent, Light & Love to you Earl Schumacker April 15, 2015 at 11:39 AM Hi Debbie, Thank you for commenting. I'm glad you enjoyed it. He was a discreet individual and a nice guy but I wonder if he ever offered his wool coat to the lady. I guess we will never know. Have a great day. Earl

Jan Allison April 13, 2015 at 9:54 AM lovely imagery Earl - not the type of walk you will ever find me on lol bit too chilly for that - i would love to know the inspiration for this descriptive poem lol! hugs jan xx 7 xx Jan Allison April 13, 2015 at 1:41 PM thanks for the explanation Earl - the expensive suit was lost on me lol:-) Hugs Jan xx Earl Schumacker April 13, 2015 at 1:39 PM Hi Jan, Thanks. It is not every day that you see a man in a $47,000.00 suit walking on the top of a narrow fence with his lady of grace in the buff, up there with him on the fence. I like playing with such ideas. I stretch ordinary things into extraordinary things to see what might happen. (fragile fence...fragile life...) Glad you liked it. Earl