there's a grasshopper that shook my dress
on arrival and exploration
as I laid in sunshine
thinking where skin can reach for uterus
crawl to attenuate in nature
advancing softness
sides roofs
you don't like the cliff
but to keep creeping
alternated at chasm
of me not coming close enough
to connect hand instead of land
trail off bored observe
notes of attraction
heat up to just fermented
no tired try
ride isn't for derisiveness slide
sentence squeezes it out
though far in chair
I know I'm in your ear
man making me more of woman
tummy tame to not be peasant past pastures
A contest entry
- Home by CarolDesjarlais.
1500 points, ended November 25, 2008, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
please leave off good luck, unnatural emoticons, applause symbols...hypes
Comments
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holy moly! Incredible juxtapositions! My mind lurched and swooped into these images. Fard edge, indeed...and powerfully well done!
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CarolDesjarlais thanks for containing it as something somehwhere almost lol
I tend to tame down astonishment these days myself to simplicity/ as to coziness of womb and need to home delivery or validation of what natural path of pickings there should be but soft regularity where variety isn't needed even in new circumstances...
poem now reminds me of once saying what's 'the' if not tree house existence supportively
yeah complex, but a relief when found and I'm glad you find it better than blurting but something to definitely not be shrugging it off. thank you for judging this bronze, what a surprise with episodes of mine trying to build the shelf ha-ah ~
I need to stop being shy over full reactions from me for my current contest so I can start a second one which I feel is important enough to up the points to point yours transferred can help greatly, again I'm honored --
called Carolyn
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