- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Her quicksand skin
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because bruises fade,
mayfly red stings stay
for less than seconds
and when in doubt,
there's always paint
to pretty up the picture
control is skin deep,
and with time, even cuts
forget to be
white paths trampled
across quicksand
where reminders
sink within
because bruises fade,
and a dermal barricade
remains
until all we see
is skin
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaover 17 years ago'there's always paint
to pretty up the picture'
Or paint to create something powerful. You chose the later. And a nice choice it was.
Maria2394over 17 years agoan amazing poet...but, couldnt you find ANYthing better than "dermal barricade"? that felt like a bandaid being ripped off my bare inner thigh.
damn, Im a feedback wuss...Im sorry, it just didnt work for me
xoxox
maria
Angelineover 17 years agohas been recommended today in the Poetry Feedback and Discussion Forum's New Poems thread. Thank you for the read!
Angeline
annaswirlsover 17 years agoyou are a word master, you know that I hope! The sounds in this poem are as important as the meaning of the words themselves. Bravo :)
