(Poem by Wendy Howe )

Lizards sleep while she leans
toward sunset, inching her way
out of the stillness.

Though not seen, her shape is felt
in slender air that moves
among the palm leaves
and long grasses fanning light
against the desert's hill of stone.

Somewhere a man dries laundry
on his terrace and shirt sleeves catch
the evening's breath. With scented hips
she comes to him --

so lovely and distracting,
a sway of coconut and jasmine.

During these hot days
when night exhaled a low
sizzle of haze and starlit skies,
he had forgotten her

and that wide garden
hosting aquatic plants
where a girl entranced
the water's mind

and dispersed his own
into the rippling coolness
of her shadow.
© 2011, Wendy Howe. E-mail.

To know more  about this poem,   about Wendy Howe

All Images & Poems (En)

Poems & Images

Free DHTML scripts provided by
Dynamic Drive

A l'ombre des palmes

(Drawing by )

A l'ombre des palmes

© 2011,

Sorry, but a Javascript-enabled browser is required to email me.


Other Poems with Images :

Image Of The MonthNext Image Of The Month

See also Images & Poèmes (Fr)


All Free Stuff ! Click here !

expo4          Home          Continue          Stamps          mfrini