Sunday, 26 February 2012

Yearning

The Mag 106

Warhol At The Grocery Store
Photo Courtesy of Tess Kincaid
Every day
From afar
I look at your beauty
Longingly.

Oh if I could one day
Just muster the courage
To saunter down your aisle.

Heaven knows
I have enough broth.

I yearn for your love's
Warm nourishment more.
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14 comments:

  1. JJ Roa Rodriguez26 February 2012 at 09:57

    aha... :-))

    JJRod'z

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  2. Mimi Foxmorton26 February 2012 at 10:20

    Awwwww..........
    :)

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  3. kaykuala26 February 2012 at 11:12

    Yearning's will make the world go round! Otherwise there isn't much fun!

    Hank

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  4. Laurie Kolp26 February 2012 at 11:20

    ooo la la... never thought soup could take you there...

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  5. Misfit.26 February 2012 at 14:20

    Ha. An ode to soup, and love. Interesting take, thanks for sharing!

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  6. Maude Lynn26 February 2012 at 14:26

    Love this take on the prompt!

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  7. Brian Miller26 February 2012 at 14:38

    ha...i envision a closet of soup at home just for an excuse to go down the aisle...smiles....

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  8. Karen26 February 2012 at 19:57

    A soup fetish? ;)

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  9. Doctor FTSE27 February 2012 at 07:40

    Lovely metaphor!

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  10. Little Nell27 February 2012 at 11:33

    Oooh - and it all started with the soup!

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  11. Jim Swindle27 February 2012 at 12:48

    I like that your poem's sensuality is implicit, not explicit.

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  12. Jim Calcutt27 February 2012 at 14:34

    Implicit is more sensual.

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  13. Trellissimo28 February 2012 at 10:25

    You say much between the lines...

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  14. Wander29 February 2012 at 02:06

    Well written.

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