Audrey folds the quilt
at the bottom of the bed.
Chilled in the night, I reach
one-handed and pull it up
under my chin. It unfurls
smoothly, unlike love.
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Snapshot Poem 04 March 02009
Audrey folds the quilt
at the bottom of the bed.
Chilled in the night, I reach
one-handed and pull it up
under my chin. It unfurls
smoothly, unlike love.
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Great snapshot of a relationship! How can so few words evoke so much feeling!
Posted by: Linda Jacobs | 05 March 2009 at 02:23 PM
Poignant and subtle. Very nice!
Posted by: Tumblewords | 05 March 2009 at 03:05 PM
Neat, very neat! I love the concept of your snapshot poems.
Posted by: Sweet Talking Guy.. | 05 March 2009 at 04:41 PM
Very nice. a snap shot poem is clever. Nicely done.
love-bd
Posted by: Melanie-bd | 07 March 2009 at 10:34 AM
Clever one.
Posted by: LINDA - Nickers and Ink - poetry and humor | 07 March 2009 at 04:04 PM