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Wet Dreams

by Linda Fuller

A day, long overdue, came in the spring
when I was galvanized by ancient pipes
to contemplate replacing the old things
and thusly drowning out the daily gripes
re lack of pressure, groans, and ghostly bangs
that shuddered in the walls of our old house;
to put an end to tedious harangues
that emanated daily from my spouse.

The Richter scale was happily serene
as, in the crawl space, burly workmen laid
the gleaming copper conduit between
the earth and floor. A vigorous cascade
now showers us in jubilant hot streams
of rapturous indulgent liquid dreams.

04/15/2011

Author's Note: for Paganini Jones' Sonnet Challenge
I love love love hot showers.
Apologies for any disappointment engendered by my title or, indeed, by the poem itself.

Posted on 04/15/2011
Copyright © 2024 Linda Fuller

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/15/11 at 08:26 PM

No disappointment from me. I loved it.

Posted by Paganini Jones on 04/16/11 at 10:28 PM

I too love hot water :) And your sonnet of course as well!

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