Janice Windle


Janice Windle Poems

161. (spring Poems) Trees In March 3/23/2009
162. (growing Pains) Nativity 4/13/2009
163. (italian Collection) .... November In Praiano 11/1/2007
164. (for Dónall) Chemistry 4/16/2009
165. (for Dónall) One Of Those Nights (2) 2/10/2009
166. (stuff And Nonsense) Cautionary Tale: The Unusual Story Of Harry Who Drove Too Fast And Disappeared From The Face Of The Earth 12/6/2009
167. (growing Pains) 2. Family Likeness 9/19/2008
168. (italian Collection) Poems From An Amalfi Coast Holiday 1 - 5 10/24/2008
169. (ups And Downs Collection) Good News Is No News 1/11/2009
170. (for Dónall) Return To Stratford Upon Avon 7/6/2009
171. (for Dónall) Meeting 9/8/2009
172. (for Dónall) A Summer Day - To Dónall On His Birthday 7/16/2009
173. (growing Pains) Skipping Rhyme - Skipping Time 9/7/2008
174. (journey Inwards Collection) .... Reflecting (Or Not Medusa) 3/11/2008
175. (for Dónall) Green Fingers 8/26/2008
176. (stuff And Nonsense) You Are Old, Mrs Windle (With Apologies To Lewis Carroll) 4/29/2009
177. (italian Collection) Christ And The Adultress 12/29/2008
178. (for Dónall) Magellation 8/2/2008
179. (summer Poems) Some Haiku And Tankas) Sunbathing And Eating Al Fresco 6/29/2009
180. (for Dónall) Portrait Of A Poet, Sleeping 9/20/2009
181. (growing Pains) Age Shall Not... 4/20/2009
182. (for Dónall) On Buying New Lingerie... A Double Bill 1/11/2009
183. (ups And Downs Collection) .... Giving Up 10/23/2007
184. (for Dónall) In Dark Night 8/26/2008
185. (for Dónall) One Of Those Nights (1) 2/10/2009
186. (winter Poems) Dreaming Of A White Christmas 11/24/2007
187. Driving To Southampton 11/8/2007
188. (for Dónall) Gifts 9/15/2008
189. (for Dónall) Love Song 7/27/2008
Best Poem of Janice Windle

(for Dónall) Love Song

I sat
sweating in my July hat
your leg warm on mine,
your smile glowing near my cheek,
your song, that I fancied only I could hear,
opening my heart like a flower
to the sun.

“Come, come,
No harm can be done
If I sculpt with my hands
Your curving hips;
With my tongue, part
Your waiting lips;
Reframe your sexuality
So that it’s powered by
Our loving needs.”

And all the heated day
I’m falling, falling, falling,
believing you will catch me
in your soft net.

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Coffee In Nero's

He and she
hand in hand
find a table in the window.
The sun slants in,
reflected from the cobbles,
from chrome hub caps
and baby buggy handles
on to the sleek lines of the expresso machine,
back to her eyes

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