kingdom come and other such rituals

Wow, the opening lines really draw the reader right in to this light romantic write!

I really enjoy the first stanza of this piece.. and I hear a raucous chorus of little winter birds each time I read it -d

What's all this poetic foolishness about: duty, responsibilities, get the garbage out,the lawn looks like shit, and the cars over due for a wax job.The driveways full of kids chanting hysterically "Annas got a boy friend, Annas got a boy friend". Is that a bed sticking out of the side of the house? There goes the neighborhood Doris.Oh nice poem dear. B

I thought to write something clever about your poem, but your response to Barry had me falling out the chair... hurt my pride and the hand that was holding it! Strong beginning, loved the ending... and all in-between. love to ya Anna

is always in the heart of a poet, and I too am lol at Barry' comment, and your reply. A wonderful poem. Love Lyz. XX

I cant say anything I can only smile smile smile ... and SMILE !!! love you Mommy Jayne x x x x x

and now I am smiling with congratulations ... SPOT t t t t light ;) love and hugs Jayne x x x

I better not be funny with you, or you'll send on my way. The thing is that you'll later have to forgive me for being a Peruvian, lol. Your poem is absolutely stunning. I love every word and line of it. It's simply suberb! Sincerely, Hugo

Congrats on spot. It’s preciously precious and madly mad quite absurdly absurd and a more molodic song no bird has ever sung. Another Grand Allegro from the chandilier, caught in the arms of your beloved. B

I see we both had the same theme in mind this day haha. This is a great write. No matter what age, love is certainly an unruly and exciting affair. I thought the ending was fitting as well. Love comes with questions, and sometimes doubts. - Daniel

You know the one when you say you write poetry!!!! The poor afflicted person muttered how boring life must be to do THAT. I howled with laughter as the memory of this poem was still fresh in my head and retorted to a bewildered person that "yes,us poets even need to screw the beds to the floor" ...oh dear to the sound of the raucous birds they blushed all the way down the road... Anyway the poem, I just loved the uncertainty of the last three lines, a humourous write and yet still a message... Seabhac

This is a wonderful poem. I have not been reading poems of late due to the water issues and other tasks. So, this was a nice poem with which to return. The water is all running at this end. How is that water heater? You know soldering isn't that hard. And it is very comforting to do one's own soldering. Brian

Loved your write! Just the beginning caught mt attention. 4rm Sparrow

You wonderfully wild and lusciously lusty woman! Aided and abetted by madness and wee birdies the musk and pheromones (feral moans?)leap from the screen or page and enchant irresistably. Down to poetic business. Think maybe there are one or two too many questions at the end? A personal preference I like to limit rhetoric. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible

*It’s preciously precious and madly mad quite absurdly absurd, you know, falling in love at our age; *.. wonderful and wonderful lines dear Anna. I so love this poem and the thought of blooming slippers and a bed that is flying amongst the clouds.. and the melting hearts to red wine strong heated pulsating and cheeks that are blushing.. I feel the warmth all the way to here. yes and yes !! love o molly

and we all follow the trail! Catchy little number this Anni! ;) Nice write Bonita j

Loping towards salvation our kisses will taste of oblivion the last breath of kingdom will be ours anticipating our forever reign. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible

Winks and waves for you Anna, lovely poem, very catchy and bright whilst earthy and saucy ; p Let loves infection spread. btw im not sure all the sugar in doughnuts shouldn't be balanced with some yoghurt ; ) vicki xxx

The poem is great and made me smile a lot. But by the time I finished the comments, I was laughing. 'It’s preciously precious and madly mad quite absurdly absurd, you know, falling in love at our age; but the stalactites outside my garden window are melting' I think I like this beginning the best. It's a little 'Alicey'. And whatever 'falling in love at our age' means, it must be old to melt stalactites. Always, Deelilah

Dearest Anna, I think you could entice me to jump the fence with such a write!... but since it is not about me, I could bet if I were a man, I would be wishing it was.... sigh indeed!!!! Yes! yes! we are all dancing in joy for this yummy scenario, you paint longing & anticipation so wonderfully into this write in the most life affirming & deeply moving way Anna (as you do in all your writing, you are a master Anna, there is NO doubt). You make us swoon with the gathering you manage to elicite, scooping us all up with you in this merry sweeping dance of celebrating the desire for consumation of long distance love/lust/possibility... Ah it is a potent thing & so alluring to fall for a writer (forgive if my assumption is incorrect), certainly it must surely be for the object of your desire here in any case... it surely is for all of us who read, I love this dear one... & wish you consumation & joy via it's spell. Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.

Ooooh forgot the stars!!! xxx Cheers Anni~ "To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man." ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet.

You're never to old to fall in love, although I'm still waiting. There's someone out there for everyone, or so they say. Not met him yet, so there's still hope, hope and more hope! xena465

Liked the "smearing" and "following" lots of action in this poem reminded me of the great ballet and operas I perchance to see there is nothing like the great passion and Love in art this is poetry Esker