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Open Poetry #44

ricon bismo and pen pottery

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

0 posted 2009-06-07 06:58 AM

I made trees out of stones there at our cove
and you climbed over them with bare feet on
I heard you swallow words you didn't use much
but I didn't really care where they ended up

there was a pepto bismo sunset spilling down
and you said the pink place sky was like your tan
missing in places I could only imagine
but if I was curious enough you would stay over

to teach my hands how to turn your poetry
into just a woman with love in her eyes
and I could pen pottery while you slept
and have time to cure it in your whispers after

then glaze it in the residue of your smile
before we pressed it between our rib caves
and let our fire turn flesh tones into iron
not the brittle kind, but pliable and content

bathed in the dawn moisture like porcelain gods
_____________

daark

inkedgoddess
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-11-19

Posts 7392
Ohio

1 posted 2009-06-07 08:30 AM

i love your sculpting
of both woman and word

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

2 posted 2009-06-07 06:32 PM

and let our fire turn flesh tones into iron
not the brittle kind, but pliable and content

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Love that smooth side of the dark...
not to mention the way you spin it.

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

3 posted 2009-06-08 07:34 AM

ms inki..thanks babe

___________

ms bluezy, thank you brat (grin)

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

4 posted 2009-06-09 05:08 PM

quote:
but if I was curious enough you would stay over

to teach my hands how to turn your poetry
into just a woman with love in her eyes
and I could pen pottery while you slept
and have time to cure it in your whispers after

then glaze it in the residue of your smile

It is your curiosity that makes you a master ... in poetry and pottery and everything else you touch with your blessed fingers.

Love,
Margherita

Dark Stranger
Member Patricius

since 2001-03-19

Posts 13631
West Coast

5 posted 2009-06-09 09:25 PM

thanks ms mar

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