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Ashland Train Day 2019

Their wine glasses met
Their lips were sure to follow
She of undetermined glances
He an escapee from yonder hollow

A chance meeting in the Artmosphere
A renowned Cajun dance band
He asked for a dance
Later she took his hand

Up the forty-nine
A full moon recumbent
Light paused and cloud scattered
Allowances taken and full spent

A rainy morning greeting
Toast and coffee? Sure…
A drive around Alexandria
Another three hour tour

Returned to Lafayette
Keen promises to meet again
A thought: do you like trains?
Have you ever heard of Ashland?

Pristine

Pristine porcelain perfectly placed
With lingering finger a smile is traced
Classical glass consistently glistens
With cultured ear she only half-listens
Soft sibilances query assent
Arching eyebrow answers consent
Slinky silky dress arises to lead
Pleated khaki with beard stands to accede
Darkening dormer denotes delicatesse
Tonight total absence of any distress

Pristine porcelain perfectly placed
A lingering smile with finger is traced
The statuetted angel haloes lowly
The new winter morn dawns slowly
Singlet green shoot tests the air
Of refreshed romance remolding the pair
Bearded one has more to show
Silky smiles but hates to go
Promises passed and sealed the usual way
But their daughter awaits at Grannie May

Honestly

Honest, Honest
Tell me true
Grass is green
And the sky is blue

Honest, Honest
Tell me quick
John is ok
Though Paul is pretty thick

Honest, Honest
Tell me sure
Taylor rocks
And so does the Cure

Honest, Honest
Tell me please
Why does that little nurse
Make me fall to my knees

Honest, Honest
Tell me bad
Ringlets on babies
Won’t be the next fad

Honest, Honest
Tell me right
We can dance every day
And snuggle all night

Honest, Honest
Tell me more
That it’s really you
Knocking on my door

Honest, Honest
Tell me fast
This kind of love
Will really last

Honest, Honest
Tell me soon
Why do your kisses
Make me swoon

Honest, Honest
Tell me true
You love me
And I love you