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Wood Tulip

Her laughter curls
around flames,
teasing them

burn brighter.

Shadows of promise
pool in eyes, glisten
behind the last
fall of hair,
red lipstick,
clapping hands --

fire lingers as a memory.

She is encircled.
Memories, possibilities,
a promise dangles
around her neck,
listen to her heart

dance for me.

She calls through the mist.
Castanets, marimbas --
night sweaty, savored;
a tongue in every language.

9:41 AM
11/27/07
Alexandria H.D., VA

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I was going to use a different title, but this one kept saying it belonged to the poem, so I gave in and let it have its way.

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  • SandraMVeinot
    January 25, 2008

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    For some reason I think of; 'a thousand paper birds' while reading your writings. Oh well some say; go where the thought takes you but, thats as far it takes me.

    and thank you again for the afternoon read; as always.


    • tomisb
      January 25, 2008
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      You should enjoy "Origami Dreams" when you get to it.

      Beautiful image. The dance so complete with a soaring joy.

      Love,Tom B.


  • Shantalina
    December 9, 2007
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    Well written!
    Thanks so much for entering!!

    • tomisb
      December 9, 2007
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      Thanks - enjoyed the opportunity to dance.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Soulful Woman silver member
    December 5, 2007

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    She is lost in memories of a love. Bringing her lover to her through dance and music. The words were defined with a softness to her feelings. A wonderful time of memory for the reader. Good luck in the contest.
    Soulful Woman


    • tomisb
      December 6, 2007
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      Glad this struck a chord. Time, when words are written true, can be known by the echo they create inside. Thanks for letting me know.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Kappa Pyua
    November 29, 2007

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    this sounds like an empassioned dance of lost love memories, one who fell in love but must be with another, but never forgotten is the promise of love and it's return well done pops and good luck in the contest.


    • tomisb
      November 29, 2007
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      Once met, forever remembered, delight for a moment, impression deeper than she perhaps knew. Glad you enjoyed it so well.
      Love, Tom B.


  • Whoochi gold member
    November 28, 2007

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    I can feel the latin beauty and her smoky eyes with the rose dangling...well done...love this style, its bare somehow, like the images that it conjurs up....best of luck!


    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      Cleary is considered the master. Minimalist are supposed to be it. There are times when I use it because it feels right for what I am trying to say. Thanks for enjoying it so much. Love, Tom B.


  • Ithica silver member
    November 28, 2007

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    The promise of love definately doesn't possess many, if ANY barriers, certainly not language. A heady mix of promise and possibility. Some sensual throbbing music to dance to, throw in a little Tequila and spontaneous combustion is a likely occurance ??? a situation like this could turn anyones tulips into kindling... hehehe Good luck!


    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      I just wanted to catch what I felt was the lushcious wanton tease in the picture. I am glad you found yourself aswirl with the eddys that spun off this poem.
      Love, Tom B.


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    November 28, 2007
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    what makes breath catch fire...ah, I know...your words,my friend.... bravo!!


    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      Hell of a compliment. I used the minimalist styling to heighten the tease.
      Love, Tom B.


  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    November 28, 2007
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    This is really great to good luck with it as well

    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      Thanks for taking the time to dig this up. Glad you enjoyed it.

      Love, Tom B.


  • ellipsist
    November 28, 2007
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    lovely... beguiling...

    a touch of sensuality to this piece... very filled with imagery...


    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      It is that minimalist styling. Sometimes it just feels like the right way to approach a piece. Glad you enjoyed it. Love, Tom B.


  • Asdzaa Nadleehe
    November 28, 2007

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    Ok you knew I would love this..smiles..lol
    I adore the image used for this write...
    fantastic take on the prompt..love it, love it, love it
    Beautiful write..
    Peace
    ~A~


    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      This is a minimalist approach to sensuality and the kinetic affects of the Latin music. I am glad you enjoyed it. This is always a tricky kind of technique. The balance between too much and too little always before you.
      Love, Tom B.


  • ennovy silver member
    November 27, 2007

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    How enchanting this dancer that represents passion, glowing eloquently in that moment of time. Seems to me the man is captured by her beauty. Your words embrace spanish music, swaying hips....This a very sensual read...I enjoyed seeing your brush stroke each word.
    The read was worth the wait.................novy


    • tomisb
      November 28, 2007
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      i wanted to heighten the sensuality and the passion by using a very spare language. I am glad I succeeded. Thanks.
      Love, Tom B.

  • ennovy silver member
    November 25, 2007
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    okay Tom am waiting for you to write....smile

  • Shantalina
    November 23, 2007
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    pic sent

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