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Slices

Light from candles
refuses to hold still.
Ballet of shadows
breathe other lives
into eyes that already
dance sparks and glints,
and invite me into you.

Sight adjusts to
gentle lumens
revealing that smile
that could not deny
a bounding heart,
as I cocoon you with
spider webbed arms.

Chilled night conspires,
drawing you closer,
as the city sparkles beneath.
Unlikely equine topiary
glass dome, copper swoops;
limestone spires and
hand-laid brick tapestries.

We talked of guilds and
the arts of scuffed hands.
Lived dangerously by
dining at Risky’s and
braving a sullen lion's roar.
Cubs burrowed into
the lioness’ breasts.

Who knew lips were
the true adventurers?
Tactile tracings, luscious
suppings of curves
and crevices yield
pulsing passions
of glistening treasures...

Together we plumb
Shaman’s portals.
You are water,
releasing springs,
unleashing reservoirs.
And I plunge into your
joys, joining ecstasies.

Slumber pastes
two into One.
Fingers and palms asleep,
explore and entwine.
Breathe in unison
pulse in concord ....
slices of infinity.

Author notes

Ft. Worth: The Worthington, Reata's, Daddy Jacks, Stockyards, the Zoo, and you.

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  • luvdrkchocolate
    December 13, 2008
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    Oh. This is a nice little poem that you have going on here. I loved the background and I really think that it lends the right kind of feel to the mood of your poem. I liked how some of the meaning are elusive but the poem always feels like it's moving forward. I thought you did a good job of expressing yourself here.


    • runewalker
      December 13, 2008
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      dark chocolate lover, a treat for me that you found this little piece. yes there are obscure references to landmarks in Ft. Worth, that are touchstones there. Thank you for liteing here and you kindness in commenting.

      RW


  • Harlequin Dance
    December 12, 2008

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    Congratulations on winning gold! I read the poem and I feel like you deserved it. I like the fluid feeling of this poem.

    • runewalker
      December 12, 2008
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      Harlequin Dance:

      Thank you for the congrats. As my flurries are more dormant, I had forgotten that I entered this, so the notification was a complete surprise.

      I am honored at your graciousness.

      thank you
      RW


  • JinSays gold member
    November 23, 2008

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    You are water,
    releasing springs,
    unleashing reservoirs.
    And I plunge into your
    joys, joining ecstasies.

    this part.
    fucking rocks.
    I know Im a potty mouth.
    still.
    fucking rocks.
    there.
    this is why I will always believe you are a poet.
    dont argue, just accept it, and hurry up and get something else up.
    damn it.
    congratulations again.
    jin


  • Sue Cardwell gold member
    November 22, 2008

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    Breathtaking...

    Congratulations on a very well deserved gold trophy, I can understand the judges decision, this made me tingle reading it...very sensual.

    All the best...Sue

    • runewalker
      November 22, 2008
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      Thank you Sue for stopping by and reading. Thank you also for your kind well wishings. I am glad you got a "tingle"... that alone then made it worthwhile to write....

  • JinSays gold member
    November 22, 2008
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    Sight adjusts to
    gentle lumens
    revealing that smile
    that could not deny
    a bounding heart,

    as I cocoon you with
    spider webbed arms.

    Chilled night conspires,
    drawing you closer,

    Who knew lips were
    the true adventurers?
    Tactile tracings, luscious
    suppings of curves
    and crevices yield
    pulsing passions
    of glistening treasures..

    I'm not going to look down from this point, and spoil the chance to say with complete honesty, I have yet to meet someone who practically knows my vocabulary. . .
    How'd you do that?
    Never mind, don't tell me. It's probably better I don't kno.
    Love,
    jin

    • runewalker
      November 22, 2008
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      Jin, thank you for the award. I did not expect that. This was done over coffee, getting ready for work ... so I did not think so much of it.

      Thank you for your graciousness. Same admonition given to Jax.... don't tell anyone about this side of me...

      Thank you again. (3X)




  • kiwigirljacks gold member
    November 18, 2008

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    Oh this is just beautiful! A softly sensual feel, a losing of one's self into another, the entwining and exploring... sigh.. love this David!


    • runewalker
      November 18, 2008
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      shhhhhhsss Jax, don't tell anyone about that soft stuff. Thanks for the visit and kind words...

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