Thursday, February 12, 2009

Saint-Paul de Vence

YESTERDAY I GOT LOST IN A BREEZE.
BEING AN ARIES, I WAS READY TO POUNCE
ON THE FIRST WARM CLUE THAT SPRING
MAY BE IN THE AIR.
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I know that it's still the middle of February, but
Mother Nature has been slipping in brazen
enticements to those of us who are susceptable to seduction.
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There I was, sniffing the air like a demented groundhog
shedding his shadow. I became unhinged convincing
myself that springtime is around the corner.
Well, prove to me that it's not!
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And then I started looking for peaches, my well known addiction.
And then I started dreaming of the Peaches of St. Paul.
I got lost in that yearning, but found some relief by
reading for myself the last stanza of the poem I posted
several weeks ago, the very Peaches of Saint-Paul.
I know it was a tease not to include it, but then I never
really posted the beginning either. Another time.
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Whatever brings me closer to Spring, to Summer....
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xxxxxxxxxxxlast stanza:
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxOne glowed with a fever
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxin my cupped hands.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxI brushed its pre-pubescent fuzz
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxagainst your cheek, and it became
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxa secret kiss
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxthat no one saw.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxBut I saved the first bite for me.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfrom "Two Ghosts" poems/ Lyn Rochelle











8 comments:

Pro's Hood said...

exquisite to read indeed

Lyn said...

Pro's Hood-
What a lovely thing to say..Thank you..

Derrick said...

I enjoyed the first part you posted, Lyn. This ending is GOOD!

Jeane said...

very very nice - the first bite for yourself - loved this

Lyn said...

Derrick-
Thanks so much..one of these days I'll post the beginning! Different parts for different days.

Starlene said...

I, too, was driven to a nearly panting madness by the breeze and the warm sun. I found some shoots of hosta poking through the earth and the birds sang in joy at my discovery. It was a dream.


And then the winds roared outside all night, overturning cars and uprooting our spring-time dreams. It's cold again. But she can't stay away for long...she's still coming!

Deedee said...

Yes, I was just noticing yesterday that winter seems to be over and mud season is here. Mud season in New England comes before spring & consists of clouds, wind, and lots and lots of mud! When mud season comes, spring is not far behind.

Lyn said...

Jeane-
Thanks so much..eating a peach does this for me!


Starlene-
I like your dream! The winds here have been excessive too. Springtime being pushy!
Thank you.


DeeDee-
I so remember mud season, because I used to spring ski in Vermont. The squishy parking lot!!
Thanks.

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