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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Blue Pool
A young man sipped limoncello, in a bar in the village square,
He was lonely and heartbroken, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with sorrow, he felt twisted and torn inside,
When a waitress in a black dress, came and whispered as he cried,
‘Do you know there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain str…Read More2 Comments -
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This appears to be a metaphor for a consuming lust. Something that draws in more and more heated passion the more it flows. Thrusting deeper. The last stanza sums it up nicely.
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While I fancy myself a romantic, I think I will avoid this Blue Pool. I have loved a few times and may never love again, but I think I do not want to play the fool. Her pool is enticing, her lips warm with arousal, but dear lady, I will remain on this stool. Sorry HJx, I hope you don’t mind where my mind went as I read your poem. -Curt