stolen
a glimpse through the drizzle
standing on the stoop
inherent sexuality generates
burning shivers and a quickening
of the blood – a tease of what
was and wants to be again but
ends with a light kiss
meager recompense for a life
misplaced
~~~
Poem inspired by 3 Word Wednesday.
Photo of double shotgun in the Bywater neighborhood of New Orleans by me.
Charlotte Hamrick 
smart post!
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interestingly sad, this one. But not in a bad way. “What was and wants to be again” did it for me.
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i like
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just so you’ll know
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the scene is created well in brief
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Some great lines in this one. Excellently done.
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What Thom said! That line really got to me, too. It’s so simple yet says so much.
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Yeah, the tease does it for me too!
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i felt the longing in this piece. very good.
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meager recompense for a life
misplaced
seemed so lonely..sadly beautiful
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Lovely work.
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‘meager recompense for a life’ sure it is!
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Probably as well that I’ve never been to New Orleans. Else what a choice to carry on, so much as I also love this great Pacific coast of mine.
Your poem (beautifully expressed) along with the photograph remind me of some many slightest of encounters, walking down the streets, and faces of faces or faces of houses like this one here, and I wonder if a life was really well met and realized. So many windows of paradise so close at hand, so much I wonder and pray they were well received, all these lives of us. (Shamefully here, I use more words than your poem does!) You have a good hand for elemental feelings Zouxzoux!
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Thanks, everyone. Y’all are the best and I appreciate your opinions.
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Oh, yes! I can feel this one.
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We never seem to get what we feel we deserve.
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ouch!!… almost wanna cry… but the beauty of the house and how we live inside… most enlightening…. sorta thinkin of that song… love stinks…
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