Ah! Blow my belly
to dance in quivers of swollen wishes,
this sea of clinging,
singing fishes,
swishing sound to sacred syllables,
wishing fragrance
wound inside your holy hollow's
haunting halo.
Swallow, my Jonah contradiction,
running from his fated fortune
when whale was rounded spa of reverence,
this place to hide,
confiding stride,
and so be found,
waving wisdom, sighing nipple.
Swim your ark in supple misunderstanding,
sovereign secret,
these impatient lips of silent whisper
creating crisper fingers,
strolling crack,
curving moonlit smile to question,
what is art beyond suggestion.
Cripple cleavage, crowning morning,
warning sigh to windy inspiration
in aspiration craving bits of love from laughter,
boulder, steaming, ever softer,
smoldering in frosted furnace,
of modern unimportance,
being earnest.
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- Naked… Manuel Bandeira… by Peteskid.
1000 points, ended April 21, 2008, 16 entries
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Excellent Brother,
I like this, very clever.
sovereign secret,
these impatient lips of silent whisper
creating crisper fingers,
strolling crack,
curving moonlit smile to question,
what is art beyond suggestion.
Thanks for sharing, peace, brother Timothy
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P.S.
Loved the reference to "The Importance of Being Earnest", too.
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"Swim your ark in supple misunderstanding,
soverign secret,
these impatient lips of silent whisper"
Completely beautiful, my Friend. I gotta admit, though; when I read the first line, I started giggling. 
I got the distinct visual memory of blowing on my goddaughter's belly when she was a baby to make her laugh. 
Definitely sigh~full, dear Scribe. Good luck in PK's contest, Sweetie. 
Wanda
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what wonderful style here internal rhyme and flow so very well done, imagery used very well to bring a chain of visuals to the reader weaving ideas, the contradiction of freedom flight to captivity so very well done here...PK
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Excellent...
Such a beautiful piece, my dear friend...
"Cripple cleavage crowning morning,
warning sigh to windy inspiration
in aspiration craving bits of love from laughter,"
You are inspired once again to write such brilliance...
I love this
Lynda
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