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Triptych of Skins



I.
Skin can speak in sounds
not just tattoos
drumheads do
          boom
               boom 
                     boom

marching soldiers off to war
their skin
fried crisp in napalm's incandescence
blown away in scarlet ribbons
by clever roadside bombs
epidermus nicotined yellow

everyone smokes over there
do lungs have skin?

II.
I've painted flesh
in many tints and shades
I enjoy doing it
I often get a hard on
no reason to work in nudes
unless you get aroused
with every loaded stroke

III.
Look at my hands
an old man's hands
smooth once
tan and strong
I could grip and throw a baseball
over the moon
I could engrave the Madonna's eyelashes

on a Narwhale tusk
now I see deep into my skin
the folds, the wrinkles
I read time there
I scan my gnarly knuckles
for any sign of Fate

 

 

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This was too late for Zayra's 'Skin' contest

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  • Dalaney gold member
    May 21

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    I love you. I don't care who sees these words because it is true. Your poetry is absolutely stunning and I am so honored to know I am in your heart as well. I'll take your hands over "young strong tan hands" any day, my Artiste. Love, Lane


    • ariosto gold member
      May 21
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      You make me blush, Mermaid.
      But I thank you for those words and sentiments.
      You are indeed in my heart.

      huggs to you up there in the Big Apple.
      Come home soon!

      love
      D

  • Amera gold member
    May 20

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    Too bad it was too late for the contest; it's a winner. You make the reader think about skin in new ways. Those hands of yours? They tell stories and they are very attractive. Not "old man's hands" at all.

    Love,
    Amera


  • Zayra
    May 20

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    This is really great! I thoroughly and completely enjoyed this both from the position of the artist and the model (since I have been both in my time). Lovely!


  • catz Moderators member
    May 19
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    Our eyes, the mirror of our soul... our hands, the mirror of our life.

    This is a very clever series of poems, seperate yet blending to each other. All are well written and interesting... and very artisticly presented, giving the reader the images invoked.

    An excellent poem, David Had you not been too late for the contest, I bet you'd have won.

    Dee


  • Cat gold member
    May 18
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    wonderful poetry
    deeply moving
    i've missed your work.


    m


  • manoguru
    May 18

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    nice reasoning... no point in painting nudes if you don't get aroused with every loaded stroke!!! cheers for that!!


  • malmadre gold member
    May 17
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    Human skin does make a nice canvas for facepaint or tattoo ink, your poem explores much more than that, sorry it didn't make the contest, there will be others along these lines. Once a palm reader looked at my hands and was nearly speechless, I paid her anyway. Our hands tell the story of our life...LOL!

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