Maurice Yvonne Poet Free verse

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Silouhettes Against the Face of the Sun

you were walking along a blossom carpet
holding three yellow calla lilies
i could hear the blue river running along the rocks
toward the cullasaja falls where the water raged
we were like giraffes in the rain, first to feel the drops
in our perfumed outdoor living roam

we lived a fairy tale of here and now
we lived a fairy tale two feet off the ground
wilson’s warblers sang in their series of descending notes
and now we were just silhouettes in the sunset
eau sur peau et petits fruits rouges c'était nous

at treks end morning strawberry and cream grew wild
we could see nature’s pick dancing on the clouds
as we sat for biscuit tea beneath a popcorn sky 
until the evening primroses announced another day done

time to embrace in the warmth of your silky touch
my eyes rain a sun shower on this our sacred globe.

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Andrea Dietrich March 18, 2015 at 7:52 PM this one makes me feel as if you were really there beneath that popcorn sky. It had the feel of a sonnet too. An unrhymed one. Love your romantic touch and the images of nature throughout it. A seven!

Andrea Dietrich March 18, 2015 at 7:49 PM Hey, I can't believe I am still finding oldies I had not read before. I think september is the only month that I will find them in. I have read all your stuff older than September and I think I started reading every single thing of yours in october. Do you recall? Let me read this one now. The picture is so interesting.

Tim Smith September 12, 2014 at 8:14 PM Very lovely Maurice...I do love lilies.....cheers Maurice Yvonne September 12, 2014 at 8:18 PM Thanks Tim. I don't know if I like Lily anymore, I dated a girl named Virginia, Virgin for short but not for long. Maurice Yvonne September 12, 2014 at 8:15 PM

Casarah Nance September 12, 2014 at 5:04 PM Wow baby look at your descriptive skills! awesome:) I love the popcorn sky, what does the last line second stanza mean? Casarah Nance September 12, 2014 at 6:55 PM It does work better in french. very lovely :) Maurice Yvonne September 12, 2014 at 5:17 PM "eau sur peau et petits fruits rouges c'etait nous" loses a lot in the translation it is French and the literal translation means "water on our skin and red berries that was us" . As you can tell either I am crazy or it works better in French.