we brewed like coffee
on the kitchen counter
with dark chocolate syrup
within easy reach
in the attic
drunk on grandma's french vanilla
we shocked her russian masks
into open-mouthed silence
on the fifty third floor balcony
of your office building
the wind howled and groaned
died with a soft moan
in the parking lot
neon washed us red
while rain lashed our windows
begging to be let in
inside our bedroom
of midnight-blue satin sheets
tangerine cinnamon candles
and soft petals of roses ...
we slept like babies
while a full moon went by
Author notes
< 100 words
A contest entry
- Show me how..... by Cannonsfire.
1750 points, ended September 11, 2008, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wonderful
A very creative write. And so deserving of the bronze. Congratulations.
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A whirlwind of emotions from several different perspectives and blended with beautiful metaphor. Loved this.
C
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I saw every image clearly in my mind...I like how this ends with that feeling of contentment. Such a warm, cosy read.
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Stunning, breathtaking, sensual, beautiful, and just damn good.
I'm knocked out. The first two stanzas and the last two lines are perfection.
Good luck.
Garrison
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