All it takes is Laura Riding's riding-
crop across my butt, and I'm off:
Git-up horsie she cries astride me as
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Onto the carpet! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
how empty the buttonholes seem....... here is the problem even with esthetic every thing in flashing back, finally come these two lines, loved
A beautifully crafted melodious song and a pleasure to read.
Flashbacks that abound with sensual, sexual memories that juxtapose, interrelate in the loose structure of the stanzas.
Such a well penned poem by Bill Knott....................
(Flashbacks by Bill Knott.) **Nostalgia; amusing reflections.
Fantastic poem. Nicely penned.