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I posted this on my regular poetry board - a straight one. *grin*
In the "General" category, where everyone can see it.
Is it just me, or is there a mood showing?
Milkmaid
A pat and a kiss for her gentle friend
Generous in response to her care
She kneels, settling on her stool
To grasp and tug, pushing back her hair.
Her efforts are rewarded now
With sweet and heavy, steaming
Slickly sloshing, creamlets floating
In her buckets deep and dreaming.
Up the hill now, briskly step
Anticipation, heart beats harder
For now her travails really commence
The reward, decadence of larder.
She approaches the barrel
With hesitation, a maiden
Cream yoked on her shoulders,
The same hue as her burden.
With a sigh, she surrenders it
To the barrel, then covers
Placing the bung in its hole
She plunges, thinking of time another.
Pump and wind, slickly churn,
How earnestly she strains.
Deltas of effort stain her dress
She drips, thinking of her gain.
Amongst her skirts, a kitty lurks
Rubbing 'gainst mistress's gaiters.
After the sweat and labor done,
Pretty pussy gets petted later.
At last it’s done, into the pans -
Down she goes to her dinner.
Peeping boy behind a rock
Dips in and licks his fingers.
In the "General" category, where everyone can see it.
Is it just me, or is there a mood showing?
Milkmaid
A pat and a kiss for her gentle friend
Generous in response to her care
She kneels, settling on her stool
To grasp and tug, pushing back her hair.
Her efforts are rewarded now
With sweet and heavy, steaming
Slickly sloshing, creamlets floating
In her buckets deep and dreaming.
Up the hill now, briskly step
Anticipation, heart beats harder
For now her travails really commence
The reward, decadence of larder.
She approaches the barrel
With hesitation, a maiden
Cream yoked on her shoulders,
The same hue as her burden.
With a sigh, she surrenders it
To the barrel, then covers
Placing the bung in its hole
She plunges, thinking of time another.
Pump and wind, slickly churn,
How earnestly she strains.
Deltas of effort stain her dress
She drips, thinking of her gain.
Amongst her skirts, a kitty lurks
Rubbing 'gainst mistress's gaiters.
After the sweat and labor done,
Pretty pussy gets petted later.
At last it’s done, into the pans -
Down she goes to her dinner.
Peeping boy behind a rock
Dips in and licks his fingers.
