A Stroll Through The Local Log Home Show (Sensual) Poem by Debora Short

An ordinary show
In most respects
Exhibits all tidy
Many offering treats and
Chocolate tidbits

“Will you be building a log home, mam? ’’
We, No - Smoky Gray and I,
Are quizzed and repeatedly

One exhibitionist demonstrates the
Latest gizmo for eliminating leaves from rain gutters
And another, hawks sealants “guaran-tee-d”
To prevent damage
From carpenter bees
“Now, will you be using hand hewn logs or smooth? ”
He questions
Had we considered,
The savings that using a
Quality “engineered’ stack stone
May afford us
And
Another merchant quotes us his “best” price
For a huge moose head

Walking on,
My left hand cradled in No-Smokey’s right
Suddenly
A young French man
Straight out of a steamy novel
Reaches out for my right
And begins
Messaging ever so sensate-ly
A silky cream
Thumbs gently circling in my palm
Explaining his creams had all the right ingredients
In that delicious French accent
Pure enchantment, I mumbled
No-Smoky (with eyes twinkling) ejaculates:
Guess that was better than another Milky Way

(Red Faced Smiles, Tennessee
October 30,2006)