Sanguine pigment streaks
writing messages in twilight sky.
Dipping into the basket
of leftover fancy,
seeping their succulence
upon the lucidity's glassy layer
spreading its sensory banquet blanket
over the mind's eye.
Carnage whispers snarl
as weeds to strangle the feast,
snacking upon elegant array
tasting its flavor
in the marrow.
Light creates an epiphany sandwich
soul lingers in seasonings.
A contest entry
- PIF Quickie - JPG & Phrase by Namita.
300 points, ended September 13, 2007, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Dear friend
your words paint such a feast
that one might wish to join in
such images that float by with your
words as the scene unfolds is pure gold.
Congrats on the silver for this
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Thank you for the wonderful comment
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OH my
I just wanted to BE in that picture. This is so beautiful. Simply a treasure, but then - I expect nothing less from your mighty pen.
Well done. ~Pamela 
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Amazing~~! Lovely poem this is. Thanxx so much for the fine entry.
Candy
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your imagery is contagious.
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Thank you for the wonderful comment.
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This is a really great poem. Love the "light" as an "epiphany sandwich!" Good luck in the contest!
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Magnificent!!
Wonderfully penned Sweetness
Loved the images You have brought forth
for the feast
-tasting its flavor
in the marrow-
What images You spill onto these pages
Love it
Many blessings to You in the contest
Best wishes too
and my Love
~ Desire~*~
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Awww, thank you darling for the beautiful comment.
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I love the way you say things,
Very unique word play. I have never seen anyone
else do it as good as you do.
"writing messages in twilight sky"
"Epiphany Sandwich"
You are truely brilliant..
your faithful fan and friend
Delila
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