Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Eric Robert Nolan- A Poem

“Delaware Sheets”

Sharon lies,
a sylph amid the sheets
in our room in the hills,
drawn up around her –
are waves of fabric.
Her warmth is the same
as that of green hills:
gentle, blessed by the sun,
fertile with promise.

Her dark eyes
are as thickets.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2013

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