a fissure grows,
crawls her chest
as soil curls
to mirror sky
and moon
rising,
a soft weight bears
witness-
she feels each
tremor lightly
In a list
A contest entry
- For Women Only by Dalaney.
600 points, ended March 17, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think (Critical Honesty Appreciated)
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You are amazing.
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oh, my dear, how i love your writing...I felt this. Love, lane
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This is one of many reasons you stay on my favs list .. it would be a crime to miss something you write.
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This gets a smile from me. It sounds like positive changes in your life, Kate, physical and otherwise.
I'm happy for you.
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Yes. Definitely, a woman thing.
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"a fissure grows,
crawls her chest
as soil curls"
Honestly, there is nothing to critique, which I appreciate. 
Visually powerful, my Friend. Good luck in Lane's contest, Sweetie.
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