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floored

it's spitting the pits

where need arises

sometimes unable to eschew

reasons for addiction

 

a table by the door

a cool gender blows by

his hand oustretched

touching my face

until i watch leaves go by

 

for the first time

i notice the change

 

uncomfortably clammy

she claims summers face,

covers the blemishes

for the walk into winter

 

last time

it rained when she left

 

in the final rays of

upcoming gloom

i sweep the sun away

 

preferable 

 

the empty shells

 

 

 

 

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prompt: pistachio

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  • Reptile Lady gold member
    November 2

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    Sadly beautiful
    Such vividness of thoughts and emotions flow within your words
    Best wishes and good luck to you

    Julie


  • poetryality silver member
    November 2

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    I love pistachios they leave my finger red. LOL Your poem depicts her in her greed for them, in her need to taste the seedy flavor of their glory. Sometimes I look at foods and wonder what God was thinking when he created them in all their goodness and splendor. Deliciously written. The best to you in the contest.


    Always ♥

    Renee