We lay on a pillow, bodies molding to polyester sheets
as souls find rest - despite shadows of doubt and fear.
I'm forfeiting my power
in a questionable exchange for walking on clouds.
Every word you utter will leave a nasty stain
that lingers in the wake of goodbye.
Author notes
To contest holder: It should be 49 words exact, and hopefully you won't consider the first line to be "erotica" - cos it wasn't supposed to be at all & I know that's not allowed in the contest. Anyway. there you go.
A contest entry
- Word Bank, Word Limit by piccola.
600 points, ended June 7, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Anything is ok.
Comments
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why polyester sheets? why not silk or satin ... uh anyway
my word counter says it is 48 words so great job. I think it's sensual which is fine...lots of imagery too. good job and thank you for entering. -
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: )i don't know, polyester seemed like a more common material - i've never met anybody with silk sheets, haha.
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a good piece of poetry which flows smoothly along considering you had only so many words to play with for the poem.
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"a nasty stain
that lingers in the wake of goodbye."
That is an awesome line, sister dearest.
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