Three prompts:
- Michelle of Poefusion’s Friday Five: sylph – rabble – fizzy – suasion – freckled
- Michelle of Poefusion’s Monday Mural Click to see the curvy hips!
- Shelly of This Eclectic Life’s This Post Blow’s My Dress Up Contest: Scared Silly
The Mask
Her mask shielded him from
freckled innocence scattered
across her nose and cheeks,
combined with champagne
still fizzy on her tongue
her inner discomfort was
unannounced as she strutted into
midnight’s rabble.She had long passed the stage of sylph
flitting just outside their reach,
and refused to stare
at a TV
alone
another night.She cast aside
her former suasion,for she had learned
by metered observation
some men were driven merely by
their compulsion to seize hips,and though hers were
carved from stone,
her curves were
well-worn from hands
once applied
and well adapted to work
as a siren’s songonce
she got past
her inner fear.MeeAugraphie
03/17/08
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Good luck on the contest. I hope you do well. Your poem is really good and I think the judge will see this too. Have a nice day.
Thank you, Michelle, you are so sweet.
i love:
her curves were
well-worn from hands
once applied
and well adapted to work
as a siren’s song
very sensual as well as descriptive… it is fun to work a bunch of prompts at once sometimes… you did it wonderfully!!!!
Thank you, Paisley, I have to really work at making it sensual, it does not come naturally, not really.
Simply amazing, so descriptive and vivid. I really liked this piece. Have a great week!
Jane
Thank you so much, Jane.
Great offering for that contest. Hope you win!
Thank you, Gautami.
Ah, my friend, once again you amaze me with your words. Thank you for entering the contest!
I’d say, Shelly, you are welcome for entering, but you know the truth is – I could not resist. Amazing you, I try, thank you.
Bravo, superb.
Thank you so much, UL.
Ah, this is perfect! She uses her mask wisely.
Well, wisely to gain her goal, but then….
Whew! That’s quite a poem. At first, I took the mask to be a literal one, but after reading the entire thing, I’m not so sure. Great work!
The Wandering Author, thank you for the comment and also for showing me another side to my own poem… I never went that far in my own mind, to make it a non literal mask, but I like that idea more than my original intention!!
Marcia, wow great images. I’m afraid to fully know the fear it is she had to overcome! This was a very sensual poem and I feel compassion for the woman. It’s hard for me to know if she is off to make love or cry weakly like an old woman. The hips are so visual (maybe because I’m a horny guy who knows LOL). The mystery of the fear is what makes it open to individual connections. I prefer these types of poems. Excellent entry!
-Damien (’here comes the judge’ Riley!
You cracked me up, Damien with that hips remark. Excuse me, I mean, ‘here comes the judge’ Riley! Thank you for the great images remark!
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Thank you again for entering, Sweet Friend!
Your are welcome again, so much fun.
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