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Private Drive

Moonshine drapes laundered white wetting two raw appetites Petite niblets morsels of feast captured by rocking beast Flash of light off window pane Motherhood tattoo nary a shame Tepid buttermilk readied sup served in flowered demitasse cup Perched on haunches shutter release Private drive now restful peace

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John Fleming

Date: 1/23/2018 5:05:00 AM

Absolutely love this, Rhoda, with all its many allusions and suggestive innuendo...just flows off the tongue - great, illusive poetry! My very warmest regards! :) john

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 1/23/2018 5:12:00 AM

Thank you very much, John. It was fun to discuss the possible interpretations. I appreciate your visits.

Edward Mccall

Date: 12/21/2017 3:13:00 PM

I really dig where you took this. Well done my friend well done.

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/21/2017 6:07:00 PM

Left it solely to your imagination....:))

Paul Callus

Date: 12/16/2017 2:00:00 PM

I like what you did here, Rhoda...you set our thoughts and imagination in motion! Raw appetites and niblets could denote sensual play. But then again, it could be a mother going back to sleep after feeding her child. ~ Regards // paul

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 3:25:00 PM

Thank you, Paul. I love your interpretation, as "rocking beast" could be a child's rocking horse just waiting to be ridden as the baby grows, or it could be sensual play. All up for us to choose. I love making people ponder. Best regards back at ya.

Caycay Jennings

Date: 12/15/2017 10:51:00 AM

OK, I'm going to admit I'm confused and that despite my confusion I enjoyed the delivery and imagery, love brevity. Did they make love, get pregnant and contentedly, rest? I'm sure it is me, not you. I literally possess a sometimes foggy brain, this isn't the first time others have made poem comments that infer they understood what I'm fuzzy about. Let's laugh! Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 4:38:00 AM

Oh...also, one of my friends thought flash of light was a lighting storm outside the window. That works too.

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 4:35:00 AM

By the way....I love your interpretation, as yours works as well. The rocking beast could be a young child's toy sitting in the corner of the bedroom in anticipation of a baby being born. Great observation! It's fun to decipher what was in someones mind, and its awesome to have our own interpretation. I like to write poetry with more than one interpretation, so this was a success. Thank you.

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 4:26:00 AM

OMG! "feel" not "feet". hahahahaha. No, it was not another inuendo.....Hugs my Dear.

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 4:21:00 AM

Okay, Caycay, I'm going to give y'all hints of what was going on in my head..."white" are sheets. "Niblets" will be left to your imagination. :) What do you think of when you hear the words "captured", "flash of light", "shutter"? A camera possibly? "tepid buttermilk" is left to your imagination. "motherhood tattoo" Could that be a permanent stretch mark? And a "private drive" could be in a car or in a computer. Now I've given you a peak into how my crazy mind works at two in the morning. Lol. And dont feet badly. I knew there would be no human on the planet that would understand.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 12/15/2017 12:28:00 AM

A hot one! A nice way to end the evening.

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 4:22:00 AM

Thank you, Richard. It's a bit "out there" Lol

Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/14/2017 11:28:00 PM

A beautifully written poem Rhoda, I didn't realise there were so many different styles of poetry until I found this website. It's an Aladdin's cave of words. Regards Tom

Rhoda Tripp
Date: 12/16/2017 4:27:00 AM

Thank you, Tom. It is a great website. Many kind and supportive people here.