Boats Leaving the Harbor - painting by Claude Monet
Clandestine Love
What if we meet on sparkling waters
just before end of day
in sailboats side by side
gliding never touching
in a clandestine ballet
our secret safe
with only white-tipped splashes
against wood-planked sides
to telegraph our love
in exciting ripples
only we can see.
Copyright 2008 JO Janoski
Outside of living for my six children, a clandestine love was all that kept me sane for a few years back in the 1960s. I've told it all in a poem, "If I".
ReplyDeleteI wrote one of clandestine love awhile ago, I'll have to look it up. Not sure of the title though. I like how you used two ships alluring each other in love!
ReplyDeleteYou are the ultimate romantic Jo. Very good!
ReplyDeleteso near yet so far
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeletegood one Jo--
ReplyDeleteDear Jo,
ReplyDeleteCFIDS and FMS are not the same disease. I love your newest poetry.
I posted an article on my blog on CFIDS/FMS. Keep up the good work.
Patty Butts,Ph.D