My French day

Now the breeze sweeps in from the sea
I'm sitting in the sunshine with a café au lait

There will be a hot day

Thyme smells from the garden
and stone tiles warm against my foot

Then I go to the harbor and buy
-fish and shrimp
-dill and fennel
-an orange
-a bread
-a piece brie
and a bottle of Chablis

That is what I shall offer you
when you greet

Suddenly blaring alarm
there are half a meter of snow and twenty degrees below zero

Poetry by Maria Silvia
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Written on 2015-05-30 at 12:35

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
The picture you painted within your dream,
Was lovely as you know. I'm certain a smile from you
Could have melted all that snow. Regards Alan

Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
It was too real to be a dream. Very nice :)

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely done! You surprised me.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
cold reality, oh rude awakening! i was there, too.

Gorgeous, I was there :-)


arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
So nice to be transported to somewhere idyllic! ☺tfs☺