firm buttocks and thighs
tightly outlined
19/5/15
he strokes
the cat on his knee
I yearn
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his fingers flex
massaging her fur ...
purring
4/6/15
too old now
for limbs no longer lithe
to exit with ease
a bath whose embrace has cooled,
I love my hand-held shower nozzle
29/6/15
Linked to the latest Tuesday Platform at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.
I thought that was lovely...well done!
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
ReplyDeleteThese are just wonderful, Rosemary, especially as a group. Funny, erotic, poignant. They work very well. Thanks. k.
ReplyDeleteI'm liking the bath with the warm embrace. Yes, as we grow in years climbing the tub becomes harder but it also can be dangerous.
ReplyDeleteThese were a fine grouping, Rosemary. I sometimes do that also.
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Body grows old, heart stays young.
ReplyDeleteSpirit grows weak, flesh is still willing, in flckers and jabs. You caught it pefectly.
ReplyDeleteThe shower, what a relief! Love these, Rosemary. I'd present them all as one reflection if I were you. Very earnest, real, truthy.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely :D I loved the lines where you mentioned the limbs.. though our bodies grow weak and old.. our hearts forever stay young. Beautifully penned :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
welldone haiku and tanka;
ReplyDeleteim happy you dropped in at Monday WRites this week
much love...
Really well done. I felt the simmer underneath the words, but did have a knowing giggle at the mention of the shower nozzle,
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