Essex

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Salty tang of seaside town,

Field of rippling corn.

Newly married,

In-laws staying,

Took our chances,

Passions reborn.


We had to stand

To fulfil need,

Silently praying

No one to appear.

Both shuddering,

Did the deed.


Lengthy kisses,

Your hands in my hair,

How we laughed

Like naughty children,

Leaving shelter of tree

To locate car.

◄ Oh, For A Modern Man!

Christmas Cook's Lament ►

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Lynn Dye

Sat 18th Dec 2010 12:17

Thank you for kind comments Francis.

And thank you, Larisa xxx

Stefan and Banksy, you do make me laugh - I don't think videos were invented back then - well, maybe cine films, very expensive though. Actually, I wasn't originally an Essex girl, but I suppose never been too far away! Thanks for comments :)

Thank you Philipos, brilliant comment :D What can I say? It was all so long ago! ;)

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Philipos

Fri 17th Dec 2010 17:21

You married to a tree-trembler and worried he can't cook - some people are never content - seriously though liked the mood of gay abandon in your poem although I would never do anything like that myself - well not that I would admit to anyway

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Fri 17th Dec 2010 17:17

aint it good Lynn when people ride on the back of ones originality!anyhow I don,t mind banksy-how could I not pity a man who thinks his lounge is on the roof! re title of this lovely poem Lynn-
Es-Sex?....I,ll get me coat..SW.x

<Deleted User> (7212)

Fri 17th Dec 2010 16:22

I'll second Stef's sentiments.
when folk ask whether you want to see the video of the wedding, I reckon I'd rather see the video of the honeymoon ;) nudge nudge

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Fri 17th Dec 2010 15:57

Lynn-more importantly-did you take any photo,s or video,s-if so-how much and do you do concessions for pensioners-lovely sexy summery poem-Stef.x

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Larisa Rzhepishevska

Fri 17th Dec 2010 15:50

Yes! Sometimes and always (I certainly speak only about myself) the best things in life are those which are not planned.
Love this poem Lynn.With warmest wishes,
Larisa

<Deleted User> (7212)

Fri 17th Dec 2010 15:41

ah, yes - the salty tang of an Essex girl ;)

<Deleted User> (8672)

Fri 17th Dec 2010 14:32

I say! Sometimes (always?) the best things in life are those which are unplanned. First two lines set the scene perfectly, the alliteration, seaside = fun, rippling corn = summer promise... But enough! Very enjoyable, I like it.

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