Circles of henna,
like wisdom
wear her above skin-depth,
each line a tree-ring
rising.
Defiant markings of years endured,
tucked around bone, quiet reminders-
she has out-grown
herself.
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Word Count: 31
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A contest entry
- impressions - by Suzanne Dia.
875 points, ended December 7, 2007, 4 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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wow. kateness- this is square and circle, smooth and soft. i loved it. just too perfect- mus brillianz!
ps. "each line a tree-ring
rising" beautiful image
you are soooo cool, your highness, my kateness[i'm high on sugar
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very neatly done Kate.... soaks the richness of the henna into skin and bone...
I'm still pondering on this one yet... have several screwed up reams of paper at attempts, but can't match yours yet.... lololol
but will keep trying ....
on an aside, I once had my hands painted when an indian friend of mine got married and all her female relatives and some close friends all got done for the wedding ceremony..... it was so beautiful and looked like beautiful richly coloured lace gloves.....
it stayed for weeks too.......
anyways... I ramble
lovely lovely lovely stuff
G.x
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Really like this, Kate.
Brilliant take on the henna design
and on me.
Thank you.
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perfect
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This is really good. I love the way you used the circles of trees. I can't say much more because I took some medicine and I will be talking in circles but I love this. And it is concise which means good. Well, it means short but it is also good.
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you are an excellent writer...there is a certain mood to your work that is unmatched.
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I love the way your muse thinks - and you must love her too. This is a lovely take on the contest theme - and that last line really is something else!
~ Nicolette
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