your tongue
swells, pushing
up secrets
like dead closets
and
I wonder
if the
softness of
your lips
will immerse
the blow.
A contest entry
- "Talking in Bed" -- a poem by Philip Larkin by truembrace.
600 points, ended August 12, 2007, 11 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is gorgeous! Congrats on the gold!
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Thank you so much.
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well of course this is the gold...!!! lololol
good job i didn't read it before i put mine in, like mary said... outstanding
or as i say.. tis the dog's bollocks
(which means it's good)
lololololol
superb
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lol
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this is not only beautiful, but equally as powerful - intent of the meaning, metaphor, ... everything about this is strong.
thanks so much for entering this piece into the contest.
Kim
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Thanks for the inspiration Kim.
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Oh this is beautiful...one of those poems that stays lit in the eyes. Simply loved the depth and the simplicity...a powerful one and totally beautiful.
~ Nicolette
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Thanks Nic.
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"pushing
up secrets"
Hmmm...Makes me wonder what it is that he hasn't yet told her...& if she already knows...Very visceral, Sweetie...Good luck in Kim's contest, my Friend...
Wanda
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Thank you Wanda, I think we're always left wondering at some point or another.
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loved it
elegantly depressing
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Glad you enjoyed.
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oh- well- had i seen this i probably wouldn't have entered- this is lovely
or maybe- i saw this
and plagarised parts
for my own poem... hmmm
one wonders
m
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LOL! thanks for that.
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oh, what a wonderful way to speculate fear at the hands (or lips) of a lover. i guess sometimes things are better left unsaid.
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and even those things that are better left unsaid.. how we wish we could still hear them anyway.
Thanks!
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beautiful
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Thanks Ro!
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i like this very much
al
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Glad you do Al.
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