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Fresh Loam and Spilled Seed

It was a day for laughing,
a day for keeping sweet underbrush
from cluttering corners,
clogging depth;

          it was a day when eyes met
          and wind chimes lilted fresh on spring breezes. 

His smile came naturally,
words holding an air of authority.

There was no pretense;
          only me in my farmer jeans
          with an old rake and a sun hat
          withered from sea air and last summer’s beaches.

I felt my smile release with simple small talk,
          his forearms flexing as he took my rake,
insisting on swifter movement. 

          (I would recall that moment and reflect.) 

My task was set to gathering
and we spoke of hyacinths and azaleas;
planned daffodil circles
and rhododendron hedges – and other things
                          that flirted warmth
                          to liven a spirit.

His sketches fluttered
on the glass-topped table within gazebo walls,
plots scribbled with penciled swirls
and straight lines;

me

flat back within the inevitable embrace,
gasping in the salty taste of lust pressed hard;

language heard and diligently spoken, 
in the earthy scent of fresh loam and spilled seed.








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  • NurseChilly gold member
    June 14, 2008

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    a day for contemplation and reflection... a very nice gentle write, with some lovely lovely images. Many thanks for entering this contest
    G.x


  • Dalaney gold member
    May 24, 2008

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    Sometimes after reading poems like this all I can do is smile. Thank you.

    Love, Lane


  • ckwriter69
    May 24, 2008

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    Wow nice write. It's like a memory with dad or grandpa as a child or maybe even mom or grandma, haha. Good descriptions and imagery. Thanks for sharing and good luck in the contest.


  • thepoetssoul
    May 15, 2008

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    Yes... What a splendid piece of poetry you have weaved hereThe imagery is filled with vivid colour and tasteA truly remarkable penning indeed
    LOVED IT and thanks for sharing
    Best of wishes to you.

    Tony


  • NeonRose
    May 14, 2008

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    oooh..Now everyone will want to take up gardening! Great piece of writing! End line is stellar! Best to you in this contest.


  • maggiejamespoet silver member
    May 14, 2008

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    Outstanding poem that is full of vivid images and the language is very seductive and at the same time quiet and sweet. Good luck in the contest!


  • Peteskid gold member
    May 14, 2008

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    wonderful imagery here so much the way a day might be when work and pleasures blend and discovery is in the air... wonderful writing here...PK


  • Patpowers silver member
    May 14, 2008

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    Sounds like quite a day that you had here Pamela! Interesting this latest work. GOOD ONE!


  • Cerulean Sunrise gold member
    May 14, 2008
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    Oh my, this is an earthy sensual masterpiece....

    me likey.


  • delightfulmess silver member
    May 14, 2008

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    oh this sounds like a most unforgettable day. what a wonderful scene you have painted for us here

    Outstanding.

    Delila


  • paulcreates silver member
    May 14, 2008

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    I can see all this. The fresh spring day, the anticipation of spilled seed and what it might produce.
    ...roses, that's what it'll produce.

    Paul

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