A half full glass of Calva

A half full glass of Calva

I have a gentle conversation
with lumiére de dolmen;
he introduces me to
André Claveau and
Coffre aux souvenirs.

(I introduce less esoteric)

We have discussions
on huître and bulot,
those humble crustae,
their barnacled shells
revealing, with what
I can only call, a
reminisce of
children's noses.

(discussion to be resumed)

We talk of sailing
and catastrophe
as marina walls shut,
time to scrape the walls
and an SOS in a
yellow beret

(not mine, I do chic)




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Written on 2012-10-11 at 21:19

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Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
Ok, some of what I feel are important references fall outside the bounds of my life's experiences. So I guess I will have missed some of the finesse. Yet rightly or wrongly I am left with a sense of tongue in cheek. The last line brought a wry smile. So most definitely worth the read.
2012-10-20



Love the mingling of English and French. Glad to see the glass is half full, not half empty :)
2012-10-13