Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Umbrella conversation


Our conversation floats
under a yellow umbrella,
words rising in a mild wind.
July hot, and light warm sweat
traces our backs, chests, temples.
Your hand moves away.
We talk in slight murmurs,
soft tones; I watch droplets
slide down our glasses
in iced condensation.
You look away and ask,
when will it turn cool.

This poem is submitted for One Shot Wednesday hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see more submitted poems, please visit the site. The links will be live at 4 p.m. Central time today.

Photograph: Straw Umbrella on Beach by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

27 comments:

Louise Gallagher said...

I feel like I just spied on the most intimate of moments between two lovers.

Maureen said...

You well-convey the double meaning in this.

katdish said...

Sometimes the most powerful lines are the ones that are not written. Loved this, Glynn.

JofIndia said...

Steady on there, Glynn. You'll soon be attracting a whole new readership!

(And, by the way, very elegantly written...)

nance marie said...

in iced condensation

i love that line...
i don't know why exactly, i just do.

but, i just realized i am feeling thirsty.

Gwen Stewart said...

So many great sensory details that I was right there. Nicely done!

God bless you.

ayala said...

Double meanings...nice write !

Pat Hatt said...

haha when it's cold we want hot and hot we want cold, never happy are we? Fun write!

Brian Miller said...

oo la la...me like glynn...and yes a double meaning perhaps well played...smiles.

LauraX said...

wolfsrosebud said...

You've truly captured the heated moment.

poemblaze said...

Beautifully captured moment. So many subtle details well described!

Heaven said...

Great capture of a moment ~

Anthony Desmond said...

a hot poem indeed... love the metaphor usage.

lori said...

Hopefully it never cools :)

Beachanny said...

Intimate or not, I yearn for that cool! And a frosty drink would hit the spot right now. Well done! Condensed metaphor and imagery.
Gay

Mama Zen said...

Elegantly written!

Linda said...

A beautiful portrait Glynn. You paint masterpieces with your words.

Joseph Hesch said...

So many observations and ideas neatly folded into a desceptively small package, Glynn. It felt like a piece of intimate fiction, but with a poet's touch. Really like this.

Mila said...

Thank you for the gorgeous imagery.

Rasii said...

comments given in body English and cold glasses

mrs mediocrity said...

love the punch at the end, that way you leave us wondering...

Cyn Bagley said...

Oh wow - the dichotomy between the physical and emotional aspects of this scene are wonderful. "When will it turn cold." That line gives me the chills.

Cyn

Quotes,Photos and a little Poetry said...

very visually charged words.

Shaista said...

A lovely drink of a poem, slice of lemon for tang, and ice just melting :)

Leo said...

A beautiful tinge of romance :) Lovely read.

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Shashi said...

Ahh!!! I enjoyed the image that you have created and looks that thing were quite hot there...;-)

Shashi
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