Sweet banana flowers skillfully play across
fingertips; dancing bitterly as they struggle to
understand life; its needs, wants and desires.
I remember I asked the heavens a question once,
how do you make homemade yogurt? Love answered
in a silently taut smile; pleasure equals texture first
then you have to wipe the steam off the windows.
Breathing is not a mechanical engine; you simply have
the experience of living after the last dying sun kisses
you near the wire fence in the moonlight.
Author notes
Prompt: Anything LOL
A contest entry
- ANYTHING GOES!! PIF by Jade.Butterfly.
2000 points, ended April 23, 47 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Panic. It crept up my spine like first rising vibes of an acid frenzy.
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lol @ your authors notes..
Funny how that goes ,eh?
Anyway i liked this and your word choices.
The second stanza was awesome..i just loved that!
good luck in contest and thanks for entering -
this is lovely. shame about the authors notes!!
very excellent write on banana prompt
thanks for the entry
Emmyb -
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I hope I didn't make you mad about the author notes, its just someone
says its impossible to make a ten word erotic so I tried it
Thank you for the comment and contest.
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SOooo beautiful, textured, sensual -- I did have to laugh out loud at your AN! Actually, I think your poem is the more erotic. Lovely work, as usual, my dear niece! Auntie M. (Lita)
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holy hell, this is beautiful.
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