Inspiration

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Flat ocean titillates,
flows, hot white sand
gently caressed by deep azure
wetness.

Tumescent outcropping stands,
just beyond the break point,
waiting for moisture,
hard, hot, waiting…

Fluffy clouds form on the
horizon, first patchy then
strong and wanton, drawing
energy from the sun.

Sighs as first trace of wind
reaches the outcropping,
a silent hot breath, the
rock seems harder, taller.

Spit of wind captures
growing swells, bringing fullness,
desire to the parched beach,
groping threads of seaweed.

Seatongues move and swallow
the base of the rock,
retreat, and return again,
deeper yet.

Drops of rain proclaim victory,
lashing the outcropping
as waves overcome inhibitions
and sea foam merges in blissed release.

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RhymeFairyRhymeFairyalmost 19 years ago
Swizzling~!!

Wow, I love this thought process.

Such beautiful imagery, and flow.

The beach is oft something I ponder and dream about.

Here you have breathed life into my dreams ... yet again~!!

Love this poem.~!!

CharleyHCharleyHalmost 19 years ago
:D

I loved this! Of course, I love any wet and ocean bound poem, as it represents, to me, the power of all things sexual. These two stanzas especally stand out:

"Sighs as first trace of wind

reaches the outcropping,

a silent hot breath, the

rock seems harder, taller.

Spit of wind captures

growing swells, bringing fullness,

desire to the parched beach,

groping threads of seaweed."

Your semiotics in these lines capture the lead up, and thirst of sex, which you later quench.

Well done. :)

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
mentioned

....in the new poems review thread.

Tess

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
this scene

is not so much inspiring ...but...alluring and sizzled by the sea siren...blue

Jennifer CJennifer Calmost 19 years ago
Fabulous

This is an inspiration!

It's beautiful and moving

and the imagery is wonderful.

Great, great writing!

Thanks.

~ Jenn

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