I slip slowly
across the spaces joined by hands
where lips part with no resistance
concept sucked into being
gaps filled between gasping
lives – plucked harp strings
stories made of forgotten futures
or a past that is yet to come
(at midnight you let me go
with the touch of a single eyelash
releasing me
in the guise of an origami bird -
a meadowlark, chaste
amongst the rooks
and foxgloves
and memories of rain… )
Daybreak
sketching maps of you
saying nothing
saying no one
can ever grieve between us -
we have become rooted
in this pale earth
sliding like silk through our fingers
singing ancient voice-tales
where a shallow sea once
steamed red
(we leap back
from the nothing that lies beneath
and all the time
our backs to the door
where the moon waits
heavy with hunger and kisses)
You are fine mist
as I am soft silt
sliding over dry earth
gently leavened by sweet breath
held fast in bee-stung lips
for out-stretched finger tips
aching to cinch what they will
There is only the moon to face now
through an open door, just one
unshaded window away
...
We Forgot to Draw the Shades
© crisstiena/Balldinger
Author notes
13. We forgot to draw the shades.
Ah, those Montana porch moments...
A contest entry
- Titles Galore! by MJ Donnelly.
8000 points, ended July 4, 23 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
critical reviews welcome, but BE NICE
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This is a collaboration? With Balldinger?!? You must have really reined him in on this piece. It flowed like two rivers in a single bed. I am most impressed at how much it sounded like a single voice. Congratulations on the trophy. The winners must be amazing if this took only HM. This was so brilliant, the only criticisms I can offer are so very minor. Using "concept" as an adverb in S1L4 seemed rough. The use of "sliding" in both S3L8 & S5L3 (you know how much I love repetition). Lastly, given the title, wouldn't an "un" make more sense in the last line? Niggles one and all! Fabulous job you two!
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unshaded
I like that...
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see - I told her...or did she tell me - I can never remember...whaddup zt?! thanks for readin' - glad to know someone's still alive from the neck up out there... i know I ain't one of 'em...
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Be nice, huh??? Sighhh...ohhh, alright. 
MJ's apparently misplaced his mind. 
"A fine piece of poetry"??? 
Sheesh. This is a golden collaboration by two of AP's finest. I'm quite sure the other entries were fabulous, but still...Ohhh, I sooo need to host a contest in the near future. My favorites can only pen gold...or platinum, as the case may be. 
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A fine piece of poetry.
Thanks.
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Wow..what a soft flow and the beautiful mixture of the images you brought to bring the sweetness around..wonderful and loving impression you created..well done...
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