09-04-2012, 08:13 PM
At Port Limeuil the Vezaire`s swell cold-shoulders the Dordogne,
a snub that causes confluence where these old rivers join.
The long cast heat from promised sun clears mists and midge in flight;
and hirondelles from honeyed arch, erupt into the light.
From shingled shores stout eucalypts, their sweet oiled breath exhale
and heavy lies the vapour on the Dordogne`s twisting trail.
She steps into the silky flow, on stones like warm goose eggs,
each algae-skinned in soft cat’s ears. Cool water shivers legs
and tendrilled, stretched, green tresses lightly brush her dappled loins;
as languidly she lowers herself... and swims in the Dordogne.
tectak
Limeuil, France 2012
Thanks to all who workshopped this effort......and the makers of San Miguel beer.
a snub that causes confluence where these old rivers join.
The long cast heat from promised sun clears mists and midge in flight;
and hirondelles from honeyed arch, erupt into the light.
From shingled shores stout eucalypts, their sweet oiled breath exhale
and heavy lies the vapour on the Dordogne`s twisting trail.
She steps into the silky flow, on stones like warm goose eggs,
each algae-skinned in soft cat’s ears. Cool water shivers legs
and tendrilled, stretched, green tresses lightly brush her dappled loins;
as languidly she lowers herself... and swims in the Dordogne.
tectak
Limeuil, France 2012
Thanks to all who workshopped this effort......and the makers of San Miguel beer.