She pants waves,
her crystal personification,
frozen, crusted copulation,
windfall inking implication's misty drift
of swifter breeze, this February squeeze,
blatant bliss,
to drool in dreams of glassy pedestal,
flashing face to beg for whisper,
as fragmented kiss to frigid rose,
blessing cheek in icy prose
of wishful thaw,
raw to rush in vernal fields,
May's surprise, her blushful eyes,
swilling meadow's patient quiver.
In a list
A contest entry
- anything under 15 lines by tara wilson.
600 points, ended February 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I really like the personification of March in this poem..it is done well, but yikes, I find her kind of desperate and cold in this poem, though. Maybe it is just me?..lol
thanks for entering the contest...lovely poetry as always...
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"through implication's misty drift
of swifter breeze"
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"flashing face to beg for whisper,
as fragmented kiss to frigid rose"
As always, you pen some of the best lines in literature, my Friend. This is vivid, visceral & lovely, Sweetie. Good luck in Tara's contest, dear Scribe. 
Wanda
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