A Room For Poetry

I am oft in awe While in your bed The comfort that I allow    myself to experience As I lie beneath the sheets she picked out. by Janet Jarrell April is poetry month - long live Al Purdy!

As I sat at the piano Counting my fingers through The basic notes I felt someone with me It was Hannah Schmitz And she was counting her words To The Lady With the Little Dog It was the same. Her young lover was teaching her. Again, same. Now, I am on my own As she was on her own And I am finding 'the' on the piano. By Janet Jarrell

(dreamer by neslihans) Summertime, a favourite past time The favourable past we attempt to live by Which haunts us so We icon against Marilyn herself What was done, has been undone It's undoing now done And so I, too, am done. The favourable past, which must be left in the past As now IS our favourable time to live by ...summertime. By Janet Jarrell The NaiSaiKu Challenge http://naisaiku.blogspot.com/