“He pressed her thigh


and Death smiled”

(Jim Morrison)

The Big Tent Poetry Wordle Prompt of 28th Feb. 2011




Waking, I gasped

Your boyish smile defied

My typical tangle of questions

Slipping down my thigh

Paraded flame


Phrases: “Say more,” “There is also the matter of ____” and “He started by _____.”


“There is also the matter of tangle,” he said.

I paraded a gasping smile.

“Say more,” I pressed his thigh,

“For your boyish questions

wake all flame.”

He started by putting on his slippers,

slipping out of the room,

in cold defy of me.

How typical!