Listening, loud, to French songs,
which I do not understand.
Songs about riches
and love
sometimes leading to heartache.
Melody and voice
carry the story.
Persuasive enough in tone
that I can understand.
Or, perhaps I am a fool,
dreaming of the French countryside,
a bottle of Bordeaux
and the time to look at you.
*In response to Three Word Wednesday
You definitely took me there with this :)
ReplyDeleteUnderstanding the words isn't important..it's the wonderful feelings that count..such romance..Jae
ReplyDeleteSheilagh Lee said "dreaming of the french countryside and the time with you"That says it all. Lovely work.
ReplyDeleteThis is so romantic! Lovely piece in response to the prompt.
ReplyDeletesweet! very sweet! if it leads to me to the French countryside with someone enchanting to look at, i wouldn't mind being a fool!
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone. I really am part French and would love to visit some day.
ReplyDeleteReally great feel to this. I was transported.
ReplyDeleteLove this! What a truly romantic poem. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteAbout as pure as it gets! Very fine write. Vb
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, vivid. Great writing here, Jerry. We're all fools for love, in our own way!
ReplyDeletethat is so good....
ReplyDeleteThanks ThomG, VL, versebender, nico and pieceofpie. It is good to sometimes be the fool.
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