Andrea Dietrich Poet Quatrain

The Windmiller's Guest

The woman he has waited long to see
has come to visit him at last! She rests
against the rail as he stands nervously
and keeps his gaze from going to her breasts.

Her modest dress cannot hide from the gent
the maid’s allure! He wishes he could still
his pounding heart. Oh, she is heaven sent!
To see her in his own world is a thrill.

For here she now stands, where he often stood
and looked out to the valley where she dwelt.
He breathes spring air, and everything is good.
Such joy before this time he’d never felt!

The young man and fair maiden chat a while,
but hardly does he hear her words because
he only sees her mesmerizing smile,
her eyes, her skin. . . He’s blind to any flaws!

Night’s shadows soon will fall. He reads her eyes
and knows that she, like he, can feel the heat
between them, and before they part, she’ll sigh -
the moment when he'll taste two lips so sweet.


*See the picture that inspired this poem on Isaiah Zerbst Contest page

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Debbie Duncan April 3, 2013 at 4:59 PM Oh , you know I like this ;} Yes there is a Lilith vampire. She was Adams first wife. She did not want to bow down to Adam. Look it up on the net, you'll like ;}

Deborah Burch March 23, 2013 at 7:05 AM Lol! You are such a romantic. :) I like where you went with yours. I grasped on the symbolisms in the pic. thanks for visiting me Andy. Hour comments are always so encouraging for me!! Love you bunches Deb

Debbie Guzzi March 21, 2013 at 10:30 AM hmmm lol..looking at her bosums is he? I think he's a bit randy and not at all a gent! Light & love

Phyllis Babcock March 15, 2013 at 3:14 PM A sweet romantic story Andrea. Nice. love phyl

Cecilia Macfarlane March 15, 2013 at 6:50 AM Sweet, romantic and full of desire....wonderful write! Soupmail

Harry Horsman March 7, 2013 at 3:42 PM Oh Andrea, this is amazing, so amazing,, i just love reading your poetry, when you are in this mood..wonderful!!!!

Sara Kendrick March 7, 2013 at 3:41 PM Reads like a winner to me..Good luck in the contest..Great work..Very imaginative idea..Thanks for stopping by..I don't know exactly when I will be able to finish my work started " The Visit"...Sara

Daver Austin March 7, 2013 at 1:20 PM Truly a match made in heaven. Heaven is probably a bed chamber, eh? Isn't it romantic? Remember the song - or are you too young? Dear Andrea, just your usual great opus. Love, daver

David Williams March 7, 2013 at 3:04 AM Andrea this matches the picture very well, good luck...David

James Peranteau March 7, 2013 at 2:04 AM P.S. This write goes so well with my write: In mine depths. Once again dear poet....great write ! Much love, james

James Peranteau March 7, 2013 at 1:49 AM What a wonderful write Andrea ! And I knows ya knows that this is my nature of poetic thought. Great write dear poet ! Have a wonderful week my friend......much love, james

Lucilla Carrillo March 6, 2013 at 8:14 PM Very, very good. I know that you'll do good in the contest. Many blessings. Lucilla

Joseph May March 6, 2013 at 7:34 PM wonderful write Andrea...best wishes

Richard D Seal March 6, 2013 at 7:24 PM A picture paints a thousand words and sometimes the opposite, as we witness here. Thank you for your comment on my effort. Regards Richard

Robert Johnson March 6, 2013 at 4:28 PM Such passion rythes beneath what appears innocent. I think she should be careful, that railing doesn't look that sturdy. :) A beautiful romantic possability, you've let your curiosity create.

Connie Gildersleeve March 6, 2013 at 2:50 PM An excellent romantic story you weaved for the picture prompt. Best wishes in the contest. Warm Smiles, Connie

Mohammad Yamin March 6, 2013 at 12:21 PM An enchanting romantic write Andrea. Amazing! Thanks for your comment on my Tanka Garden's Beauty. You are right about beauty being ephemeral. I didn't use the word in my poem for syllable restriction.

Jack Horne March 6, 2013 at 9:33 AM love this gem, my friend - congrats on your wins : )

Ilene Bauer March 6, 2013 at 9:13 AM just masterful! i don't even need to see the picture to imagine it perfectly...

Heather Ober March 6, 2013 at 8:31 AM This is such an imaginative take on the painting! I could see this perfectly in my mind before I even looked at the painting - the nervous man trying not to let his gaze wander. The meter is perfect too. Isaiah will love this!

Painted Hunter March 6, 2013 at 6:20 AM This makes me want to go plant a big one right on my wife's mouth. I have trouble keeping my eyes forward sometimes too...haha. And to your question...I didn't write that one for catie's contest but I saw it after and entered it.

Len Gasun March 6, 2013 at 1:05 AM Another awesome poem my dear, Andrea! I can already see vividly the beautiful image you've portrait here through your great quatrain. Thank you so much for sharing. Good luck always. Thank you so much for your kind visit too. I'll try to write that ABC contest you've mentioned my dear friend. Have a great day in sunshine! love lots, Leonora

Jeremy Martin March 5, 2013 at 9:42 PM And yes, I noticed that, also. Odd and cool!

Jeremy Martin March 5, 2013 at 9:37 PM My blood pressure just spiked. Tantalizing and lovely write :)

Russell Sivey March 5, 2013 at 9:03 PM You have painted for me a very beautiful and enlightening write my friend! I could imagine this poem even without the picture, but a very good resemblance of the picture Andrea! I especially liked the last stanza, so fluid with mild sensuality, very engaging! Oh by the way, I think there's is a typo on the last line, to many l's in the word he'll! Great Work!