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City stop bombshell


          Summer hot cement singed
          chequered legs split like
          Sunday afternoon shadows
          rough on turning necks that
          she touched with searing
          sparkle cornering her eye,

          bumps swaying sighs whom
          curved the curb in bee lines’
          bird sight, pursing a glint —

          tapped, tapping beige
          pumps as hearts beat lighter
          heads and heavier buckles.



          Left for the city mens' blue
          plague were amber glasses
          watching in tilt as she coyly
          stepped last to the twist —

          those moving carriages so
          charming whisking this floral
          white bombshell a way.



          (Oh, to capture such hips for
          some day’s mothers’ day).


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  • 20.9 / 25

    Quite an interesting piece. I love your sense of imagery here, it reads through rather well.


  • Griswold gold member
    August 4

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    I had to read this a couple of times to figure it out. That's really sad that I couldn't her before she vanished on that tram. I really must be getting old. Thank you so much for entering and best of luck to you in the contest... Scott


  • SevenHundredSeventy
    November 29, 2008

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    Yes, this is lyrical like a song. I can smell the hot sidewalks, see the heatwaves and the jostle of faceless people closed within their thoughts. Good read. Is 'a way' supposed to be 'away'? Just wondering


    • sca
      December 10, 2008
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      When I wrote it I thought "oh how clever, I'll say [a way] as in [a train/tram fare]". But even I stop on that when I read it now - so yeah, maybe I'll just change it.


  • trustjab
    November 28, 2008

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    cool, that was like a song form circa survive whom I happen to be listening to when i read this, sounds like some great song lyrics..


  • jazzcat gold member
    August 16, 2008

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    That's a great read! I loved the rhythm and flow of this. Every part just rolls and builds and the imagery is fun. I really enjoyed this!


  • Lady Michaella
    July 14, 2008

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    Thanks for entering! I really enjoyed this poem. As I have just commented on another entry, the flow is disrupted.. Try and keep them all 4 lines or however many you want the repeated number to be. Good luck!

    • sca
      July 16, 2008
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      Stock standard flow probably wouldn't sit with the twist of the poem. They're pretty deliberate breaks.

      But thanks for the feedback, not to mention the hm.

      => Jess


  • layla.
    May 27, 2008

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    this stopped my heart from breaking into tiny pieces, go figure


    i loved this, really. well done.


  • rsheafer
    May 18, 2008

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    Ever read Only Revolutions by Mark Z Danielewski? Because the whole book is written in this style. Really thick images that are sometimes hard to follow, but still interesting to read. You should read it, if you haven't already.


    • sca
      May 22, 2008
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      I haven't, but will keep my eye out for a copy.


  • Nocturne
    May 18, 2008

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    Very nice diction play with alliteration as an extra treat. Nice to see some wordsmithing. I'm usually not a big fan of faux-sentences and this sort of deliberately confusing linebreaking, but I think this poem does try to make it work. A little dense imo, and difficult to follow overall meaning (reader gets a psychic blast of images) but still nicely done. I'm glad I had a chance to read this.

    Good luck in the contest.
    Cheers
    Nocturn


  • Tony El Great silver member
    May 10, 2008

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    Certain things come together real well, and certain things you have to work at to put together in your work; but there is no doubt her ass is put together well.

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