leave your buttons home,
leave your belt and your zipper and your clasps home,
burn your panties, your stockings, your bra,
and as you dance on the river’s deserted bank
your skin clinging on to the insides of pouring walls of sweat
and tiny crabs clinging on to pirouetting toes
I will tie glass ribbons to your hips
and glass ribbons to your wrists
and glass ribbons to hang down between your breasts
knowing when splinters cut my flesh and spill my blood
amidst the crystalline tinkle of breaking glass and clacking clams
as atrocious pleasure follows atrocious pain
that I was the first.
In a list
A contest entry
- AP Book Contest-- get published! by tinuelena.
900 points, ended September 19, 2007, 30 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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For all the imagery of pain in this piece towards the end and the dichotomy of pain and pleasure, there is something very dreamy about this piece.
Good write and congrats on gold.
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thanks for the visit, comment, and congrats
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Bravo
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thanks my friend
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You are always ready to surprise me with something new nowhere seen and written never before. Beauty of your poetry is - I will try to comment it with a line translated from my poem written on Croatian language -
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...it's beauty is shining like the first morning sun ray caught on the sprayed wave's crest droplets, always coming back to kiss the sand of the shore...
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Perfect!
~Sonja~
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the beauty of word in this comment is the beauty of poetry, thank you sonja
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This is absolutely amazing! Such sensuality and passion. Longing and desire. So much rolled into this beautiful piece! And so softly spoken in exceptional metaphors and language. I am without words to describe this incredible work of word art. The balance between pleasure and pain is perfection, as they are counterparts. You have incorporated both with such eloquence. "....your skin clinging on to the insides of pouring walls of sweat..." Superb use of metaphor here, and throughout, though this line just stands out to me. Very well done, my friend!! Bravo!
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the p triumvirat, complemented by passion ... thank you my dear friend for never being short of appreciation and compliments and remarks, making hearts and chests swell with pride, always a pleasure to host you on my page
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