I will wait for you 'til sunset
in the beautiful badlands
where striated slopes
can swallow you whole.
Take you down deep
in this once molten valley
where lava spread licking
consuming all in its path.
Hail to all hoodoos
their ever solid countenance
lest a tremor at the base
sends it tumbling down.
A contest entry
- Missing you by Cerulean Sunrise.
825 points, ended October 16, 2008, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Mind...swimming in the deep end...Ohhh yeah, I mentioned that earlier ha! This is like a sneaky write...lots of undertones going on...LOTS! I am heading to read about ice cream...or am I??? My pleasure as always
~Tia
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Let me just say that I am reading a lot of eroticism into this write - hmmh, I wonder why.
Yay, good going on the bronze! I am envisioning a market for hoodoo shaped dildos - (lol)
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what a wonderful idea, lol
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Cool write.
I didn't know what hoodoo meant until reading this
and the dictionary of course... lol
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good
its so nice to read something refreshing the first moment i come on line
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You do so love them. Don't you?
Thank you -
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ohhh yes, I do so...thanks for the bronze!
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wonderful write, great verbiage!
best of luck
Tasha
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Sounds as though lover is doing some sweetness in thy life. great implications going on. tremors, holy cats. life is good, no life is great.
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wonderful use of vocabulary here; nicely penned
Good luck in the contest!
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