He spies her painting smiles
on smoky finger
nails
with a splaying brush
and spasmodic
tic-
morose
on their (non - coitus)
marital bed.
And recollects
the times when they looked ahead-
through rose tinted glasses
of turps.
Author notes
Turps is used for stripping paint, varnish etc. Some people drink it to get zapped.
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A contest entry
- Life Or Something Like It by shuvi.
300 points, ended March 20, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
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450 points, ended April 19, 2008, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
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900 points, ended April 17, 2008, 73 entries
Honorable mention
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400 points, ended February 9, 25 entries
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Comments
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Im being helped to judge this contest. you have impressed both of us. well done on getting to the finalists list.
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oh look i have commented on this already!
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Wow, very originally crafted
and brilliant language used.
Beautiful imagery & well-composed thoughts.
Thanks for entering & best of luck
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this is a quirky and fun write. what an inspiring form you have used. I find your work very adventurous.
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Very original and unique imagery! I've never seen anything like this piece before. It really is a treasure.
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I love the words used. It is a very wonderful sounding poem when read aloud. Thanks for entering.
Laura -
For What Age you have written. Follow the Rules
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that's real beauty
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I can easily understand this. The non-coital bed and all that. Vivid imagery brought to mind. thank you for entering
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It took a while to pass comment on this remarkable piece, and i still do not have the right words


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Brilliant!
I love this poem...I wouldn't change a thing!
Retrospective wistful thoughts... of what used to be.
It draws me closer.
Mariana


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well simply what I can say is this is really great


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Thanks very much.
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Commentary
Ummm .....
damn (compliment) -
I like the soft spoken thoughts all through-out this piece. figuratively soft & lightly brittle.
very well done
Thanks for sharing and keep writing.
HENSLEY

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really unique imagery here. your writing is so brash and raw its very hard to compare it to all of the finessed pieces that come through. i think im going go against the contest rule and leave 2 in for a while. i must commend you and a couple others for making 5 or 6 of the 20 or so submitted real contenders.


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Most non-cliche in here!! (among the ones i ve read, actually
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Way to go!
much luck, shuvi -
powerful emotion and a powerful story told in very well penned words. your muse was really in gear on this poem. love this part: I watch you painting smiles on smoky finger nails
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Abstract!!!
lol!! The poem was so awesome and well worded..i was reading it in awe that such a small poem and so much intensity and then I tumbled upon your notes..and the zapped part made me laugh!!
EXCELLENT WORK!!
Thanks for entering and good luck!
luv n peace
pri
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Great opener. A lot of interesting words like twitchy and splaying, morose, non coitus. I find it hard to believe people would actually drink turpentine but then again I used to sniff Tana boot spray. lol


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this is great, makes me want to get zapped (; lol


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this is brilliant brevity. with raw emotion and vivid imagery. i liked reading it loudly and in my head. thanks for entering


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drink it???? arrgghhh.
But I like your wording and the depth to it. Great images, too.
well done

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john leennon had rose tinted glasses, no?
well, just a mention...i like this poem
although short, it is filled with immense imagery, and a listful midset is captured nicely in this write, well done -
I like the sense of life gone wrong here. The imagery really portrays the sourness and disillusionment of it all--realistic and hard-edged poetry.
Bill

















