You undid
The fig leaves that I hid in
And wrapped me in a lamb's skin
Now I'm pickin' figs again
You take
My weak and sweaty handshake
And squeeze it so my eyes rake
The makeup off my face
A contest entry
- fig(ure) it out by Nicolette.
2200 points, ended October 7, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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He/she has quite a touch!!
Well, a few men I've known have kissed the makeup from my face, lol.
I liked the first stanza better, the allusion to the Garden of Eden. I also found something sensual in the "undoing of the fig leaves" but that might just be my state of mind
. Nice tight piece of writing but I did feel as if I wanted it to expand a bit more, especially the first stanza.
Thank you for posting it in the contest.
~ Nicolette



