The Picnic

Posted by on Jan 11, 2012 in Poetry | 2 comments


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Photo used by permission, Trey Ratcliff,


The Picnic


Our blanket is spread in just the right place,

and the sunlight through the leaves

dances gleefully on your face.


The season’s change is coming,

but not on this uncertain day.

A slight chill is in the breeze,

it only hastens our love’s play.


The wine and cheese patiently await their fate,

as we explore the possibilities

and just how well we both relate.


Consumed with each other,

we don’t need a referee.

And we constantly affirm

just how fit “the fit” can be.


As expected and desired

we linger lovingly with each caress,

as we will with this memory

that forever we’ll possess.


A note from Chris

I wrote this poem on the occasion of a most beautiful blue sky day and picnic at a park near my home.  The photo is used with permission from Trey Ratcliff at  Stuck In Customs is the number one travel photography blog.  This photo was taken by Trey in Auckland, New Zealand and he calls it “The Harmony Garden”.  What a tranquil setting for a picnic with that special someone!

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