Clinging, as lover's eyes
attentive to every nuance, form
as mists over gentle ground;
each full and curving caress shown
in light and shadow.
Beauty for a taking world,
shell about the woman
uncloaked until confidence
stands without blinking.
Time will not forgive
each moment lost beneath cover
shining moments fade and fade to dusty ends;
confidence celebrates
its motile moments
held as cupped palm;
sweet savored sips rain water
lifted to lips,
proudly poured or spilled upon ground,
life's libation soon,
too soon, simply gone.
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A contest entry
- nerve by Zayra Yves.
3200 points, ended December 9, 2007, 22 entries
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pete-
this is beautiful- one of my favorites by you- it has a soft, gentle nature as the contest requested- just so pretty.
m -
uncloaked until confidence stands without blinking
Isn't that a cool line. Good work
David -
There is something about this poem that I like. I think it is the spirit of it....somehow it flows beautifully.
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This is lovely and I especially loved the movement here... the look of confidence, the celebration of confidence, light, shadow... movement.... like a gentle mist.
~ Nicolette
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good
This is a strong poem, full of emotion and passion. Your rhythm is very good and the theme flows throughout the work. Your word choice is good and the message sent is strong and emotional.
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