Somber strains in so many solemn seconds
subdued by sanguine streams of sweet, sublime strokes.
Eyelids sing their serene serenades
when one wisp of silky sighs swims with succulent surprises.
Mind slips slowly into deep ravines of darken echoes,
but secretly the soul craves some ribbed tingling excursions
where light shines in hope's bedazzling prisms
and life has a fragrance scented with passion's wings.
All the gnomes of our night creep back into their caves,
heart renews its lust to believe in fairy tales
from the precious tease of kissing a moment so intently
with images of what gives a smile its gold for the spirit.
One simple touch by fate's plume rising from a jester's hat
makes a giggle such reality.
Then we feel euphoria's embrace slide gently through our day.
Riding a glow in warming happiness,
not because a profound earthquake shook our veins,
but through smiling in the shadows
finding laughter in the most unexpected ways.
Author notes
Prompt - tickle
Picture courtesy of http://www.freefoto.com
A contest entry
- Find A Feather~ by poet2angels.
475 points, ended August 9, 2007, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I LOVE THIS!
Tickles are so wonderful and you have shown such imagery, uniquness and I llove the alliteration and flow!
Amazing piece!
Lynda
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Thank you for the great comment.
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Is this amazing or what! Wow! This is just incredible. You sure did tickle the tongue with this one. Wonderful job. Good luck in the contest.
Jeannie
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Thank you Ms. Jeannie for the great comment.
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