love is a late horse by Cat at All poetry

two swans flew slow;

clouds across the sun

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love is a long night of hands
you say

the clench of a fist

the deep arch of a back

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even as i write this
i remain unsure

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love is lake-green, you continue

a cloudless sky

the beautiful run of a late horse

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these needs are basic and good
you finish

using my own phrases

salt
and red brick
a wooden lathe, vanilla wax

a stretch of bodies

an ache of time

m

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A contest entry

where do you go to my lovely? by Nicolette. 4000 points, ended June 15, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

because it is so...

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tara wilson
July 11

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this is really really beautiful. saying out loud the first line is a bit rough going though. even 'fly slow ' might be better. i really love that image....it's just a suggestion
Blkwidow77
June 28
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I think the title says it all.

But the beauty of your simple thoughts were nice too.
Andrew Norris
June 24

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I wanted to catch up on some of your things that I had missed and found this,

even as i write this
i remain unsure

This speaks so directly to me. How often I have had doubts about things and forced myself to put these on paper as a way of resolving indecisions. So succinct.

Of one thing I am sure, however, is that I always take more away from your work then I ever expect.
katfair
June 22

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love is

a poem
like a lake that one can fall in
to
and swim
long smooth backstrokes
under star light

wish the world rained down poetry like yours
in the summer of drought
and so it does

wet with beauty
and nourishment as always
Wandika
June 16
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Nice
I really love the title!
Great metaphor for some of us.
senator
June 16

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Arch of back
"Needs are basic and good" - that is reassuring in the end. Your words take me there, says a lot about your talent.
bobanonymous
June 15
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love is lake-green, you continue

my favourite line
- Cat
  June 16
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  have i sat in your lap before? you look familiar.
Pure Thought
June 15

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Excellent
Simple... and simply captivating.
BUt only bronze, I have GOT to see what was judged better than this.
Puking Faerie Dust
June 15
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just wonderful
motel
June 15
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gorgeous ...
congrats on the bronze.
girl shaman
June 15

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bronze! bah! you should get gold
oh what a wonderful display of poetic love, you are so brilliant
Elora Danon
June 15
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Beautiful. Struck a deep chord.
Balldinger
June 15

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and here all this time, i've thought that love was like oxygen, when in reality it's a late horse. i need to go back to the drawing board and excuse myself from explanation and disparity...
Daniela Violin
June 15

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ooo, sexy.

obviously, swans don't fly but that's what caught my attention at first, looooooooved it.
- Cat
  June 15
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  psssst....they do
Night Hope
June 15

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This is just SUCH a magnificent piece of writing, Mary. Every single line, every vignette, is brilliant. Congratulations, Lady.
AJ Morelli
June 15

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i absolutely love this one, soft and beautiful...

you handle conversational pieces so well, this is exceptional

al
Rowan
June 15

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Congratulations Cat! A late entry I see... worth waiting for though! hugs and sighs. K.
NurseChilly
June 15

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well of course you got a trophy for this one... i wouldn't have expected anything less...
it's the ache and arch in this that takes it home..
nicely done miss luvvved-up lady
Nicolette
June 15

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love the title and the visuals it allows me. the repetition of "long" works very well here for me. the line "love is a long night of hands" is simply beautiful

the first vignette is my favourite one, and i almost wanted the poem to end with "unsure"....but then, this entire poem made me think of something long and slow and sleek, earthy, but timeless... your words create a wonderfully soft and blurred effect

really stunning poetry, as always, mary and delighted that you made it in before the closing date

~ Nicolette
A Prophet of 3
June 15
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sorry, but this is just damn good poetry ...
Nevel
June 15

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I love this poem. It's very original done, the search for words to define love becomes a journey by itself. Your diction is, as always, very earthly done. Your imagery, almost uncatchable. Very refreshing.
Erwin
Nicolette
June 15
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loved the title, mary - and also the line "love is a long night of hands" - beautiful. the repetition of "long" works very well for me....made me see something long and slow and sleek and beautiful...

your words create a soft, blurry effect - lovely visuals and sounds in this poem. the first stanza is just stunning - definately my favourite vignette.

just wonderful poetry - thank you for this entry - Allyce is right

~ Nicolette
pocket pixie
June 15
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yes.
MJ Donnelly
June 15
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Breathless...

mj.
Cannonsfire
June 15

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Just smiles here and for that brilliant first stanza I just applaud C
Peteskid
June 14

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like episodes that combine into a story, scene changes;
i read a science fiction once where people traveled while standing still... I get that feeling here...
enjoyed ...PK
Allyce May
June 14
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I think Nicolette's contest needed this