Saturday, August 15, 2009

feasting in that crescent-shaped cove

they tell me
that I ask seven to share my supper
citing reasons for their presence,
elaborating on the menu
maybe also have a good time
serving that dinner

I ask who are they
to tell me whom to have on my table
and why seven?
why not only you and me
eating more than food
from each other's plate

I abandon my mind
pick those platters of food,
walk down to the copse
where I know you await me
in that crescent-shaped cove
hidden by those trees

sheen of your sweat pulls me in-
when skin tastes from skin
I fall right into you
ants feast on the platters
while we feast on each other

31 comments:

Linda Jacobs said...

Oooh! a sensual feast! "skin tastes from skin" Delightful!

Gillena Cox said...

This is a very provocative poem; i enjoyed it very much; i love the questions posed; especially
"I ask who are they to tell me whom to have on my table and why seven?"

much love
gillena

anthonynorth said...

A crowded copse full of beautiful words.

b said...

I liked the thought that you may have invited six others but they did not respond to your invitation. Only the perfect person decided to come.

b

http://torristravels.blogspot.com/2009/08/dream-dinnersunday-scribblings.html

~Kathryn~ said...

oh .. delightful

Old Grizz said...

Old Grizz accepts the invite but I can't seem to find the "copse" Oh well some lucky "dog" will have to sub for me. nice poem

Stan Ski said...

7 invited in the hope that it turns out to be just a table for 2...

Greyscale Territory said...

I love how the copse symbolises the secrecy of this sensual rendezpous. Subtly erotic poem!

spacedlaw said...

Love in the copse makes a nicer diner date.

RBroeker said...

The story would make a good movie-scene.

Best wishes
Ralf

Pam said...

You had some great movement within this poem. Setting the table and then moving each dish across to another location where the action takes place. Nicely written.

gemma said...

Very enjoyable! Reread it a few times!:-)

Leo said...

wow... a very nice read! sensual feast! :)

Sweetest in the Gale said...

Rebellious and sizzling...loved this one! :~)

Jennifer Hicks said...

how sensual! what an incredibly clever departure from the prompt! Gave me shivers and longing....

Michelle Johnson said...

in the beginning of this poem i was reminded of the last supper and by the end i was swept off my feet in a love affair. some strong writing here today. have a great day.

SandyCarlson said...

Lovely to get away from the crowd and all that goes with a crowd to indulge in genuine pleasure.

Tammy said...

That works for me! :) HUG

Sue said...

languorous and richly redolent.

Americanising Desi said...

if i write a book again, this will be an inspired scene :)

Pop Comes the Baby

The Dark Lord said...

A delightfully sensual feast.. and brilliant, perfect wordplay that narrates the piece.. a great read, I loved the way you used the prompt!

linda may said...

Wow this is great. It might have been an orgy if the others came though. ;)

Bill said...

the lovers
his sweat
on her face

fourwindshaiga said...

Well, that ended nicely. You made the right choice.

Tumblewords: said...

Super sensual -

DeLi said...

i felt the longing

Patti said...

Loved the secret seclusion of this hiding in the copse and cove~ nicely done

Janice Thomson said...

Oooh very sensuous and passionate Guatami...well done!

songofsea said...

Ah that is some feast !!

Jim said...

Hardly ever can you have a 'picnic' without ants.
This is a nice read, don't relax or else miss the action in the end.
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gabrielle said...

what a sensuous feast in that sheltered place!