Monday, February 11, 2013

The Mag #155 "Spiced"

Artwork by Joseph Lorusso

Spiced

Bold coffee served hot,
no cream, no sugar, no surprises,

until you embraced me,
ran your hand beneath my skirt

all before 7 a.m.  Tempted me
to toss routine on its head,

your smoldering kiss my caffeine,
our bistro booth forgotten,

Pumpkin Spice a tease upon my lips
as you winked, walked away.

Tonight, dessert will certainly be served
but this time, I'll provide the seasoning.

by Margaret Bednar, February 11, 2013


This is for The Mag #155.  Tess Kincaid provides the weekly photograph, the poetry and prose is up to us.  Please click on the link and enjoy the other poetic renderings.

Also linked with Imaginary Garden with Real Toad's Open Link Monday.
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20 comments:

  1. TexWisGirlFebruary 11, 2013 at 11:18 PM

    and they dance... :)

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  2. SusanFebruary 11, 2013 at 11:20 PM

    "Spiced" is apt for the storytelling elements in this picture, including its colors. Coffee is just coffee until two cups are ignored in anticipation of meeting later.

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  3. JimFebruary 12, 2013 at 1:15 AM

    "until" is a big word here, Maragaret. I love the poem and was waiting, watching, ...

    You left hope but left me that way. Just lovely writing. Thank you.
    ..

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  4. J Cosmo NewberyFebruary 12, 2013 at 2:26 AM

    Saucy. Sultry. Leaves us waiting for 2nd course.

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  5. Ginnie HartFebruary 12, 2013 at 4:44 AM

    HA! Why do I always think your poems are autobiograophical. I love it! :)

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    1. MargaretFebruary 12, 2013 at 6:16 AM

      No this is not an autobiography. Ha But I'm willing to make it suggestive! ;P

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  6. Brian MillerFebruary 12, 2013 at 6:23 AM

    all before 7 am eh...smiles...sometimes a little change up of routine is just what we need smiles...fun piece margaret....

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  7. Silent Otto February 12, 2013 at 7:14 AM

    May all your waiters be tbis good at their job !

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  8. ScarletFebruary 12, 2013 at 7:40 AM

    Love the title and the early morning fun ~ Smiles ~

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  9. Kerry O'ConnorFebruary 12, 2013 at 8:25 AM

    Your choice to write in couplets was perfect for the image and your theme.

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  10. izzyFebruary 12, 2013 at 8:28 AM

    Love the wink and walked away!
    Good one- something like that- quick and 'spicy' as you say; would catch my attention better than long and smouldery-

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  11. Ginny BrannanFebruary 12, 2013 at 8:38 AM

    "...your smoldering kiss my caffeine"

    Now THAT is some wake up call!! Hot & spicy and nicely captured, Margaret!

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  12. HelenFebruary 12, 2013 at 1:50 PM

    Margaret, this is thoroughly delightful! Pumpkin spice, yum.

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  13. VagabondeFebruary 12, 2013 at 6:07 PM

    I went back to read your translation into French of the Pentameter iambic. It made a lot of sense to me and it was very good.

    This last poem goes well with the painting, which looks to have a French style to me – well, the painting but also the poem – a little naughty….Cela a du piquant!

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  14. Amrit SinhaFebruary 12, 2013 at 10:56 PM

    The dessert seems to be promising !!!

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  15. Susan AndersonFebruary 13, 2013 at 1:49 PM

    That's going to be some dessert, I think!

    =)

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  16. Susie ClevengerFebruary 13, 2013 at 10:37 PM

    My my...steamy. Love it!

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  17. JinksyFebruary 14, 2013 at 6:34 AM

    Promises, promises! Saucy...

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  18. hyperCRYPTICalFebruary 14, 2013 at 6:34 PM

    What a wonderful way to start a day...and then the promise of dessert...

    Anna :o]

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  19. Judy RoneyFebruary 18, 2013 at 7:55 AM

    Wow! Hot, hot, hot!

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