Days in the life of a poet

When life gets too complicated and our hearts and minds seek out what is good and provides us sustenance...poetry is the breath of life. Words allow us to communicate...to express that within us that is most precious and real. We crave that which is familiar and gives us comfort...read and receive*

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Pretty Pictures

Pretty Pictures
by: Jon` B. Crenshaw
　
Beauty; that lone face
luminous in a crowd
feel a timid glance of
a heartbeat in nervous dance

Stolen kisses
fire-lit by
two lovers embrace hello
goodnight/goodbye

Holding hands
private walks
secret oaths and
impassioned talks

A shy girl’s smiling eyes
squinting delight and
dreaming of moonlit rites
with the boy
in the mantled frame

Her anticipation
his first kiss
her inexperienced lips
tender hands and
sweetened quips
getting lost in the scene
pretty pictures of
a young girl’s dream*
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2 comments:

  1. SexyC430March 27, 2011 at 10:12 PM

    Beautiful piece..

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  2. jbcrenAugust 24, 2011 at 1:18 PM

    Thanks so much for stopping by and reading me SexyC430...and glad you like the work.

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