Her skin's a poem.
It's depth and smoothness,
Rhythm singing supple.
Soft in a way, yet firm,
Energy and tenderness
Melded together.
It's full and rounded,
A metaphor for life,
Keen comparison,
Nurturing completeness
In its every move,
Whole in her curves,
Breeding gentle strength
In company with fragile
Sensitivity.
Poetry, crafted well
By someone or just by itself,
A richness that I think about
But cannot understand.
A contest entry
- Her beauty... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended June 23, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So, what's your opinion of this?
Comments
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Laughing so true..sometimes it happens..you are so true my friend..well done....thank you so much for entering my contest.....
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Wonderful
Very well done. A great take on the prompt. Best of luck in the contest.
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Wow! this is so vivid - I love the first line and the way you use imagery and personification throughout is particularly effective. The enjambement really helps with the flow and the final line leaves the reader wondering over the ambiguity. Thanks for sharing this.
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She is a beaut. Her lines define her very existence. Magnificent creature that she is. Her words are lyrics to my ears, a sight for sore eyes.
Write on and good luck, sis.
Dez
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