Cedarwood feels cool beneath her feet,
grains of bronze and gold reflect the sun,
look to where the rainbows dip and meet,
morning is refreshed new life begun.
Spicy smells attack a freckled nose,
hear the steady drip of drying leaves,
moisture oozes up between soft toes,
shards of sunlight filter through damp eaves.
Sultry air tugs gently at her dress,
insects venture out into the day,
resume duties- but time to confess,
in her mind there is but idle play.
Author notes
Sunshine After the Rain-Hanks
A contest entry
- "Sunshine after the Rain" by JinSays.
1750 points, ended November 22, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Spicy smells attack a freckled nose,
hear the steady drip of drying leaves,
moisture oozes up between soft toes,
shards of sunlight filter through damp eaves.
Sweet!
I think you've done a wonderful take here, on this prompt, and I love the tightness, though sometimes it seems a little too tight. That's just me, pay me no mind,
I loved this, thank you for entering, and I wish you all the best,
jin
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beautiful write
You write beautifullly.
I love the way it flows, a lovely sensual write.
Best wishes,
Isabella
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i take back everything i said about your last poem about forced rhyming. I hadnt read this beauty!!
WOW - what a lovely lovely poem. Very imaginative and thoughtful. You do use some quite forceful words like "tugs" or "attacks" however it still sounds delicate and peaceful. you can almost feel what she is feeling in this poem - which is brilliant. well done.
I only have 3 poems on my site at the moment as I only joined today - and two of those I only bashed out this morning at my desk but take a peak if you wish.
Emma
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