The river is dreaming

The river is dreaming tonight
of the summer to come
of  satin caresses,
of rapscallions and kings
under a  voluptuous moon
of abandon and desire
and your wanton kisses
Oh there will be trysts
under the voyeur stars
in the vineyards of Champagne
by the grottos of Capri
with the perfect one
the one with topaz skin
and the jaguar eyes
there will be fragrant kisses and
wine and song and laughter
by the rhapsodic lemon tree
my dove, my love,
my exotic boy

Donna Bamford is currently living in London, Ontario though she spent a year traveling after second year Honours English at the University of Toronto and saw 22 countries in 11 months. Much of her writing is about her travel experiences as she also lived in Greece ,and Paris and London, England in the late seventies. She is a teacher of English as a second language as well a freelance journalist and has written three children’s books and is working on her first novel "My Villa in Tuscany." She has recently published poetry on the internet in Electric Acorn and Scriberazone as well as an essay entitled "Winter in Paris" in an ezine called Another Toronto Quarterly. A poem entitled "Memories of Afghanistan" was published by a magazine called Qwerty this Spring by the University of New Brunswick and another ezine called Ygdrasil will be publishing some of her poetry in the next few months.

Email: Donna Bamford

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