Red Omara Poet Free verse

On a Photograph From Singapore

You become Raffles and its Long Bar.
Better, I'd imagine, than it needs,
or probably deserves.
Happy, fair,
tanned loveliness with a dash of sauce
and a hint, I think, of innocence.
Had I noticed that before?

Melbourne today is cold and squally.
Now where I look is stained with sallow sunshine  
then buffeted by gloom thicked winds
then still. 
Then lashed by rain then still again.
And all about are sodden drifts of autumn.
I wish you were here.

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Andrea Dietrich April 21, 2014 at 5:31 PM soupmail. YOu have been gone so long from soup!!

Suzanne Delaney May 11, 2013 at 12:33 AM Love the mood you achieve with distances and nature and famous locations and the longing between the lines. Congratulations. SuZ

Andrea Dietrich April 12, 2013 at 7:46 PM Was this about Maggie? Rereading it, I just love it. A Fave on thy poem.

Andrea Dietrich April 8, 2013 at 3:34 PM Lovely poem, Red. it's rainy here in Utah today. I like how this one portrays contrasts of weather and feeling.

Donna Jones April 1, 2013 at 11:16 AM Lovely poem Red...congrats...Donna

Kim Merryman March 31, 2013 at 3:51 PM Well done, Red. Congrats on your win! Love, Kim

Ralph Taylor March 31, 2013 at 10:38 AM Congrats, Red. Well done. Nice going. Ralph

Poet Destroyer A March 30, 2013 at 10:54 PM Red, congratulations with your awesome love poem.... rendering the best part of life~ always*LINDA

Poet Destroyer A March 7, 2013 at 8:57 AM Great imagery, you painted the amusing wonders of nature and longing feelings perfectly...PD

Ruby Honeytip March 2, 2013 at 3:18 AM Beautiful imagery with more than a hint of wistfullness. What a wonderful poet you are xxxxx

Michael Dom February 28, 2013 at 7:04 AM I like the contrasted images of Singapore and Melbourne. I remember that it rained; hard, warm, fat drops that drove the pigeons from their roost along the balcony of Raffles bar. Or maybe the Singapore Sling was stronger than sweet as.