Sunday, January 9, 2011

New Poem

Still Life
The odalisque moon
lies on her back.
One long leg arced
overhead, drawing
in darkness, the water
of a warm bath.
Caught in the curve
of her opalescent
spine, the Milky Way
rises like smoke.

4 comments:

marly said...

Robbi the Imagist! That is lovely.

Robbi said...

Thank you Marly!

Robin said...

Really lovely!

Robbi said...

Thanks Robin.