Post Card From One to Another

[mfwilkie]

Five years, well damn!

A long time to be pregnant, mon ami.
our minds' eyes, no longer

gravid with expectation,
should get some rest tonight.

(Well, one of us will.)
I leave the first bite of daylight for you,

wear its marks proudly. Me?
I'm taking midnight, this night,

for one last stroll before I sleep,
to find the perfect sonneteer's gift:

a duck boat that serves champagne.
There's the light. Good night.

Red, whose still smiling wildly
(Check that out! An adverb and gerund from me.)

[Jonathan Morey Weiss-Namaste47]

I like this, Maggie. It's staccato delievery underlies the tenderness. Also the use of "gravid" coming closely upon the heels of pregnancy provides a slightly altered echo.

Thinking pensively.....................