The best laid plans, eh?


Bathtime Blues

Cold water first,
Just in case I fall in,
I love that burst,
That cascading din,
Let the floodgates open,
Let the bilges run,
O how I am hoping
For indulgent bathtime fun!

Hot water next,
A lazier seductive flow,
I disrobe on deck
Of my steaming pedalo,
I chance a toe, then a limb,
Legs, thighs, waist, chest,
Ah, bliss, I'm nearly all in,
Oops, must remove my vest!

Perfect water now,
Soothing somnolent surf,
Ideal for sailing my dhow,
And filling me with mirth,
I have a treat to cap it all,
Saffron salts from a casbah,
They come in a purple ball
With the name 'Zany Zanzibar'.

Cloudy blue water foams,
I sit back in cinnamon candlelight,
My imagination roams
In the beauty of bathnight,
The water chills as I dream,
I pull on the shower gel rope,
I was hoping to rise in a gleam,
But I can't find the soap!











Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2009-06-13 at 11:59

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melanie sue
LOL! Well, it made my day. This is so funny! I have had this happen so many times......and have to get out and get a new soap bar......lol, it does sort of pop the bubble.....bath. :)
2009-06-13


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
Very seductive imagery
Makes me want a bath
Witty ending :)

~L.~
2009-06-13