Sunday, September 18, 2011

A Very Wet Tryst


the withered oaken tree
she stands
tendrils dripping
warm September rain.
The tryst
all but comical now
and he
approaching with his
makeshift thatch umbrella.

The scene unfolding . . .
he in leather soaked,
she in soggy denim,
a novel Romeo and Juliet
dappled in sooty charcoal
remnants of their wet and weepy
campfire gone awry
and bed of nosegays
now ~
a spongy pallet.

But love not lost to folly
yet revived by laughter
will prove, alas, to set
the tone for future
merry jaunts!

Joanne Cucinello 2007

( This was written in answer to a challenge
at Musemongers Motel, where certain words
had to be incorporated into your poem. )


  1. Well, if there was a prize, I hope you won it. I especially liked, " ... and bed of nosegays now ~ a spongy pallet." A lovely poem, rather Shakespearean. (And your Honey is Hot!) :)

  2. Thank you, Melody! Yes, it was a bit Shakespearean,
    but there was no prize to say. I've written a few poems with that feel . . . sometimes thinking I must have lived another lifetime in an English castle ( or a dungeon! )
    Must agree . . . my Honey is hot! He'll enjoy the compliment :)


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